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It's turning into quite a fun thing, isn't it!

Bazi's heart fluttered briefly in her chest, and she scooted over to make room for Galileo's considerably larger form. He smelled of wet fur, grass, and man - a scent she recognized as distinct from merely 'wolf' or 'animal' now, and had swiftly come to love.

Unlike Tiarnán, who lacked any grasp on the common tongue, Galileo was a gallant flirt. The young girl smiled wryly at his veiled compliment - or what she assumed was a compliment. It wasn't until after her short and strange encounter with the Celtic wolf in Ravensblood Forest that Bazi had really noticed gender. Since then, it was as if someone had turned on the lights, revealing a new and interesting social world to navigate and master. She began to question every interaction with Ferdie, even Jace, dissecting words and actions as if they were holding on to some secret - but they were family, and Galileo was not.

But Bazi's ponderous gaze turned grim when Lunar was mentioned. "She's a bit soft in the head," she told him. "As is that other Silvertip Mountain wolf - Majesty, or whatever his name is. I don't see why they would come all the way across the mountain for no reason - I went to the forest to look for one of our own, not to 'hang about'." The youth's blue eyes narrowed, and she fixed Galileo with an intent stare. "You aren't friends, are you?"