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A low woof announced his position and implied a willingness to entertain her presence. Wildfire mouthed the rabbit again, then trotted through the gloom. Her ears picked up the sound of running water and a moment later, she stepped onto the shore of a brook. Beside the water, her amber eyes plucked out a figure slightly darker that the darkness itself.

"Taltos?" Wildfire said after depositing the carcass once again atop her petite red forepaws. "It's Wildfire," she said, just in case, unaware that she had given a different name at their previous introduction. "What brings you here...?" she wondered, creeping closer so that she could make out his face and better grasp his scent. The soft fur of the rabbit now tickled against her ankles, its warmth fast fading.