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Before Haunter had a chance to respond, Ferdie had apparently overheard their conversation and butted in with his own observations. And although Fox's ear flicked in mild annoyance, she was thankful for his relaying of the information. Fox had met Sitri only in passing, and to be honest, she could remember very little about that particular comrade. With their pack bursting at the seams, it was getting more difficult to keep track of everybody. It was a stark contrast to the way things had been when Fox had first arrived.

Fox quirked a brow at Haunter's comment, pondering what he meant by that, exactly. It was only then that Fox realized Ferdie had brought her a gift. She had an extremely short attention span, you see. Greedily, Fox grabbed the goose and tucked it neatly between her front paws, claiming it as her own. Flattery was a good way to win her over, and Ferdie certainly seemed to do that well, despite his hiccups in the past.

“What was she doing with Sitri?” Fox asked. Quite frankly, she was torn. She wished to garner more information from Ferdie, but she also wished for a more intimate moment with Haunter. For the time being, she awaited Ferdie's answer, but she would be quick to dismiss him once she had gained everything she could from his observations.