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"Very well," the salt-and-pepper wolf replied, his voice seemingly indifferent. "How about yourself?"

Majesty dipped his head to the male and smiled. "I am doing quite well, also." He was about to say more when he noticed that the black she-wolf who had been hiding earlier rose and began coming toward them. He gave her a smile of reassurance, glad that the smell of fear was now gone from her body. "Good evening, Madame," he said to her as she came closer, stopping beside him. "Are you alright?"

Suddenly, he saw the disfigurement on the side of her face, and bit down on his tongue to keep from crying out in surprise. His eyes widened for a moment, and then he forced his face to go back to its normal friendly expression. He also kept his eyes from wandering all over the wound. It was not his place to ask questions. Especially not here, not in front of a lone wolf that neither of them knew. And so, he simply continued smiling, putting the questions out of his mind and wagging his tail a bit in greeting of the female.