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The little white one spoke first, and Fox glanced at her double with a crooked grin. “I think it’s safe to say we’re all of Swiftcurrent,” she replied, “Or I’d be chasing you far, far away from here. And as far as I know, this isn't my sister, but I wouldn’t be surprised to learn I had a long-lost one.” The girl looked so strikingly similar, it was a wonder they weren't related in one way or another. Truth be told, it was a bit off-putting for Fox, but she brushed the thought aside when the "third" that she had spoken of made himself known.

“Ahem,” Fox began, “I would be Fox. And your names?” The Alpha was terrible at remembering the names that were given to her, especially when Bazi would occasionally stop by to inform her of newcomers. Without a face to the name, how was she to pair them together?