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Arlette turned her head when the female spoke. She needed to be bigger but--- She looked at the female with big eyes. She had been always small. She had been the runt of the litter and it had been clear from the beginning that she had been smaller than her female. The smile faded from her face and turned a bit sad. "I won't be big," she spoke to the female with a frown. She was small and she didn't look like her siblings.

She looked at Ira. "Its okay. I think a wolf doesn't need a lot of sliding skills I guess," she spoke. Her mother had explained her about traits and that she should pick something she liked. But how did she know what she liked. "What trades do you have?," she asked curiously.