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She giggled girlishly when he returned the compliment, and then immediately dropped her ridiculous pose. It had begun to make her shoulders ache, and that simply wouldn't do in the presence of such a fine beast. Granted, Ptarmigan may have been irresponsible, her finest moment having been when she left two newly born pups in a whelping den to die, but she knew already she wasn't willing to go beyond flirting with a stranger... Not without a price, of course.

“I'm Ptarmigan,” she said with a flourish, which was really just her tossing her head goofily. “Ptarmigan Endore, to be exact.” Did she know anything about the connection between her ancestors and his? Pff, hell no. But that didn't mean she didn't take some pride in her surname. Technically, Ptarmigan was a Takanami, having been born to Quail Takanami, whose father was Rorschach Takanami... But they had all dropped that name when said grandfather walked out on her grandmother. Who was a full-blooded Endore, daughter of one Freaky Green Eyes, who if memory served was related to an infamous Sphinx Endore. She knew all of these facts, but nothing about the other large families that had lived in the same area.