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Her response was sad and a bit chilling, but Grayday didn't pry. He had a feeling that the wolf she was speaking of had probably died, but he wasn't going to ask. Come springtime, she'd hopefully either indicate a desire to search for the other, or they could all move on with their lives. There was a chance Grayday might not even be involved - perhaps the Streiters would handle this on their own.

"Not of wolves. But life is a fight, and right now, it looks a bit like you're losing," said Grayday with a bit of wry humor. "But you're with us, now. We'll get you nice and fat for winter, and come springtime, things will look much better." For he could tell that she was not wholly settled in this land. Perhaps she was not wholly settled in her body, either.