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Julooke listened, ears perked. It wasn't exactly the romantic story she had been hoping for, and there was one part that she needed a little more insight to. So, you two were mates before you exchanges I love you's? Her voice wasn't judging, simply curious. It made her wonder what exactly had gotten them together in the first place if it wasn't love, or if they realized they felt it and just hadn't needed to say until that point. Either way, it probably wasn't any of her business, and since she knew Ragnar was more the private type, she decided to open up to him on her situation.

Sooo, I like Verrine, she began, before correcting herself. No, I love Verrine. I just don't know how to tell him that. We've been such great friends, and I don't want to lose that. She had spoken to Thistle, who assured her that even if Verrine didn't feel the same way towards her, Julooke should be confident that he wasn't the type of wolf who would just abandon her because their feelings were different. She was hoping Ragnar could give her a male's point of view on the subject.