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She half-expected a rude retort, in which case Wildfire would just walk away. Instead, she got a very amiable greeting and introduction. It surprised her and put her at ease. Her lips even quirked slightly upward at the mention of jokes. She had gotten her fair share of lame, repetitive remarks about her own moniker. On that note, the naming convention and resemblance to said animal reminded Wildfire of her own family, which piqued her curiosity.

But before she could comment on or ask about that, Chip asked if she wanted to hunt. Wildfire paused for a beat, slightly hesitant at the notion of hunting with a perfect stranger, then inwardly shrugged and decided, "Sure. I'm actually a small game hunter by trade. What's on the menu?" She hoped it wasn't squirrel. She was still feeling pretty bitter about the one still shrieking in the distance.