Sunset Valley love makes hunters of us all [m]

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He lifted his head, the ghostly smirk on his lips. Curious one, eh? He regarded the man, giving him another assessment. Was he looking to help and get a share? He wouldn't be opposed to the idea, he supposed. 

"Birds. If you have a better idea, please, share." He held himself high, his tail raised and posture formal. He wasn't too expectant of the stranger, yet he was often surprised. Perhaps he'd make a recruitment too. Though, he wasn't sure if he'd want a wolf that seemed...to make that coil of dread tighten within him in his pack. Near Keen. That's what kept him tight, curt. Keeping his cards close was how he often dealt with those he was wary of.

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