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There wasn't anything particularly remarkable about West's history, until she mentioned a village. Elwood blinked; somehow, the term was familiar and he was able to associate it with humans, but he wasn't sure exactly how he knew that definition. "A village?" he questioned, now settling himself onto his haunches. West seemed willing enough to have given up her nap in order to speak with him, so he would offer her his full attention.

"Tell me more about that," he encouraged with a small tilt of his head.