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They were both lower tier wolves and of similar age, but Bazi accepted his submission nonetheless - it was a comfortable way to interact in a loose-knit pack where most wolves were still strangers. The little Lambda approached her swarthy pack-mate, playing her part in the display by standing tall above his bowed head - an invitation to lick or nuzzle.

Ritual complete, she took a few steps back to study him. His midnight colouring reminded her of Haunter, but the similarities ended there - Jace was still in possession of two ears, for one, and his eyes were brighter cousins of her own. "That's alright - I'm Bazi," she responded, "How new are you? Have you met many others?" She thought of Ferdie, Bones, Fox - and Lecter. Had Jace had that strange experience yet?