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Capri, the silent observer as usual, noted the languid ease at which Taggarik held himself-- a posture that demanded respect and yet friendship. Something about the large wolf soothed her, and she was pleased that she and Terich-mir had come across him that one day.
 
Weaving closer to the ebony wolf, Capri's greeting to him was a crooning rumble before her nose would sweep forward to touch his shoulder gingerly. "Anwyl was here not very long ago, he seemed curious about your pack establishing," she uttered to him softly, not soft enough for the youthful silver wolf to not hear, but not something outwardly spoken either. Her gaze continued to study the younger male, hoping he did not make another joke about how he found the Ridge's name to be silly.