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"I think you sound very well-rounded, regardless of your ranging abilities," Wildfire replied, lips curving into a slight smile that never reached her eyes before falling away again. "We're lucky to have you here, even if it was due to misfortune."

The Sovereign lapsed into silence for a moment. She wanted to know more about him, though she blinked down at the rabbit and thought again of taking it to Kiwi. Lifting her chestnut gaze to him, she said, "I'd like to hunt with you sometime. I'm no good at fishing—small woodland critters are my forte—but maybe you could teach me sometime, if you're not opposed to having an older student."

Another faint smile flashed across her face before she bent to pluck up the rabbit. Before she did, she remarked, "I ought to take this to Kiwi. I'll catch up to you again soon." Grasping the remains in her mouth, she lifted her head and waved her tail at the other wolf. She then plodded off in search of her daughter.