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Lunar was prompt, which worked in her favour, for Jinx was already impatient and being made to wait would have put her in a bad mood indeed. The submission shown was favourable, but nevertheless Jinx was curt when she motioned for the woman to sit down. She herself remained standing, commanding the situation as it were, and only spoke when Lunar had made herself comfortable.

“I do not believe I told you how I came to this mountain,” she began, keeping her tone even and her expression benign for the time being. “I ran with a pack before this, as we all did. I was its Beta.” Her lips curved ever-so-slightly upward at the memory, though there was also the bitter memory of her pack mates turning on her. It didn't matter, she thought.

“Imagine my surprise when the very wolf I was closest with told me you had so kindly informed them I hate them,” Jinx went on, fixing Lunar with a sharp gaze now that the meaning of this meeting was clear, “especially when I had said no such things.”