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Ilya's tail thumped against the ground as Harlyn spoke to her, her kind words lifting the black wolf's spirit. Harlyn appeared to be all Luke and Andalusia had told her so far. She felt comfort knowing the alpha knew her name, it made her feel like she had done something memorable or useful, but perhaps it was just the alpha's job to know the pack.

Tilting her head a bit to side and smiling in amusement, the black wolf thought a little bit about what she did want to know. "I'm not sure," she responded honestly, chuckled a bit with embarrassment. "I suppose anything you want to tell me. I've heard only good things about you, and I would simply love to be finally acquainted with you," she mused, tail still wagging. She thought again on what she could ask, and decided to ask about the pack, as that was all they had in common that she knew of. "You and Mordecai created this pack, yes?" she asked, head cocking now to the other side. "How do you like it, so far? If you don't mind me asking, anyway."