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Quickly came another wolf, proud and yet courteous. Blondine always admired an Alpha who knew the power of hospitality, as compared to those who thought that control rested in fear. Immediately, the Abernathy perked up and allowed her tail to begin a friendly wag, albeit halfway between her legs. With her ears laid back and her eyes half-shut, Blondine began to speak, I'm Blondine, Blondine Abernathy, sir. I come from Bearclaw Valley, over yonder.

The packs really weren't that far from one another, so Blondine figured that he ought to know about them already. However, Xan wasn't necessarily the social type; she wouldn't have been surprised if this was the first he'd heard of their pack. I was on a scouting trip and figured I ought to stop for a while. Now, whether you choose to house me or not, this fox here is a gift for your time.