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No need to apologize, Cyclone replied with a wag of her tail, letting her posture relax once she confirmed they weren't a threat. The other wolf remained silent, and Neasa gave her a gentle smile. They both smelled strongly of other wolves, but that wouldn't stop Cyclone from letting them know what she was up to. My name's Cyclone Blackthorn. I'm out here exploring, too.

From there, she handed the conversation back to the other two, interested to learn their names and get at least some vague idea on their personalities. So far, that had been the best approach to gathering new folks for her coterie.