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"Of course," he said, grinning at Fox as he bowed his head, already feeling his competitive spark igniting at the prospect of proving himself. He might be a daydreamy wanderer, but the lean, masculine wolf was no sloth. He looked up at his volunteer tour guide, before straightening himself to his elegant height. "Thanks for the chance," he added to his sister, who's screening he hoped to pass in the coming weeks, before taking a smooth, hitchless gait after Ash.