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As soon as Wildfire started speaking, Sequoia had a dozen question bubbling up to the surface. It was all she could do to keep them contained until Wifi stopped talking. Yeah! What's the copse? What kind of alliance? Does it have anything to do with Drageda? Did you know Quixote smells like his eyes?! She was an eager pupil, that much was clear, and the questions were rattled off in quick succession with nary a breath between.

Sequoia had never been part of an alliance before (at least not one she knew of), and talking to Quixote sounded big and important, because he was the leader here. She remembered him quite well, considering his eyes and his smell were practically the same color. She was also excited for the chance to further prove herself as a scout.