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Beric nodded when the male agreed, his direction heading straight for the shore. He wasn't far away from the border and would still be able to patrol it to make sure no one else was near it if they weren't supposed to be. He glanced towards the stranger, What's your name? he asked, not having got it before. Since he wasn't being aggressive, Beric figured some conversation wouldn't hurt. He wasn't the best at conversing, but he did always try.

Where are you from? he asked, falling on a stock question. It was interesting the male said he had been through here before, so maybe he was part of a nearby pack. Since Beric hadn't met any one from Swiftcurrent Creek before, he didn't recognize the scent on the male.