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She saw him coming at about the time he saw her. A young man, unfamiliar to her. They'd be crossing paths soon enough. A slight dip of her head in response as they moved closer together. He was from the stream pack, unless her nose was fooling her. So between that and his age, probably not workable for any of her most immediate plans. Unfortunate there. But she'd find solutions for those eventually.

An upbeat sort? Probably. But at least he didn't seem too overbearing about the whole thing. So far at least. Though still her normal relatively dour self, it was probably fortunate that for the most part by now she'd accepted that things had gone foul. It didn't mean she liked it, but she did have to move on eventually. Hunting is always important. No matter what for. She looked him over again, analyzing his mannerisms. Yourself?