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His greeting was met with a businesslike question, one that was pretty vague in detail and if he hadn't smelled the cougar he would have not even been able to make a guess at what she was speaking of. He had smelled the cougar though and she had seemed to be tracking something so he gave a small nod and motioned over his shoulder, pointing back the way he came "There were some faint traces back that way, fading as they grew closer to this area. Assuming you are talking about a cougar." he said casually and then looked around. He sniffed the breeze as it drifted his way and caught her scent, which smelled strongly of a pack. "Has your pack been attacked?" he asked curiously, the faintest trace of worry lacing his tone. Cougars were vile, disgusting, violent creatures that he would personally never ever care to run into again.