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She acknowledged his words with a formal dip of her head. There was something about Scimitar’s presence that prompted her to stick to formalities with him. The two had yet to share a conversation about anything other than conventions; October was not convinced that her leader even cared to. Still, the nature of his sons spoke volumes about what sort of character their parents possessed.
 
“Would it be all right if I visited other packs to see if there would be any wolves there willing to teach me?” she inquired, venturing back to the subject of finding a specialty or craft for her to learn. She had nothing against Neverwinter Forest, but its small ranks would make it difficult for her to find somebody to study under. Perhaps it would improve pack relations, as well.