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Liri nodded empathetically, for she knew only too well the harshness of a life alone. "I'm sorry to hear that. You know, it might not be my place to say but you might consider a pack," she advised with a tone that stated ultimately the femme was free to make her own decision. "You'd have plenty of company, make some friends and not to mention the food," Liri chuckled. "If it is your desire to travel and explore, I'm sure you'd be able to make a path for yourself as a Scout." The healer smiled fondly, thinking of Ruenna who had blossomed into quite the Ambassador.

"I'm sure it was a wonder to behold," she agreed, gaze wandering the steppes as she tried to picture it herself. "You'd probably be able to get quite close to any herd. A single wolf isn't much threat to a full grown bison though they might get testy if you wandered too close, especially if it was their season or they had young calves with them," the tracker informed with a smile, thinking of the many hours she had spent simply watching the creatures of Teekon in fascination.

"Liri," she returned with a grin, "Liri Blackfoot. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She bowed her speckled crown in respect.