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Taggarik flicked his tail. He would not have chased the young male out, not while his borders lay unmarked, their claim not yet official, though he would have been warned him of their impending claim, that their tolerance of those unaffiliated with them would wane. But he had no chance to say anything. The hungry loner gave his answer and bolted, likely anticipating an aggressive farewell.

Turning to the silver and black female at his side, he too rolled his broad shoulders in a shrug. "Oh well," he said, a bit baffled that a young wolf in his condition would turn down such a generous offer. "Come, let's have a look at your new home." He winked at Capri, and swept his muzzle in invitation as he walked off, tail swishing with contentment.