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Instead, she rustled up... her potential daughter-in-law? Wildfire froze in her tracks when Furi materialized, momentarily unsure of how to behave toward the black yearling. Should she welcome the wolf who had become so important to her daughter? Should she wring Furi's neck and warn her not to break Blixen's heart? She stood there like a deer in headlights, then decided she didn't really have the energy to do any of the above, not so soon after losing her litter.

"Hello, Furi. How're you?" she said in a quiet but conversational voice, remaining entirely neutral for the moment.