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The wind blew not in her favour, and thus it was a few moments until the approach of the male was made known to her. she slid up smoothly to a sitting position,  ears twitching in the slightest as the unfamiliar accent roused her interest. as did the elkskin thing rhat hung from his maw, something that drew her gaze for a moment or two.

'yes" She answered quite simply at his request, peering at him with interest. he certainly was of much more interesting material than most around here. "And you?" She inquired of him, though in truth longed to ask a great deal of more interesting questions concerning his bag and appearance.