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rapidly the juvenile spun round to face him - for a moment ingram seemed taken aback by the speediness of her gesture. she assessed him in a way that made ingram feel as if she was uncertain, or at the very least, somewhat perturbed by his arrival. his ears mirrored her own as they pulled back, but he kept his position neutral and his expression ambivalent.

he was not so sure by her greeting that his presence was welcoming -- while she emanated no hostile behavior (not that ingram would notice, the obtuse clod that he was) he still felt somewhat at unease. he had never been a sociable wolf - not in the extent that he had never met a stranger, so he cleared his throat and offered a wave of his tail as he spoke. "hey. i'm ingram. you seen those rabbits anywhere? or on the subject of seeing things, have you seen a little sulking white wolf anywhere? looks kinda like me but less ravishingly handsome? 'fraid i lost him." damn it, if it wasn't wylla he was looking for it was lycaon. at this point he might as well get used to sibling departure.