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Raleska watched warily as the man motioned with a paw the height of the who he was looking for. The descriptor he provided didn't do much for Raleska - she hadn't come across many wolves at all as of late, and none fitting that appearance. She gave her shoulders a shrug. "Haven't seen anyone like that."

The nosier, more suspicious part of her wanted to know the why. She had never had much of a good impression of strangers (thx, mom) and this bandit was no exception -- especially since he kept calling her little pet names that somehow got under her skin (irritable much, Raleska??). So she did what her mom had always taught her to do in a situation where her gut was grumbling but she didn't have contextual clues -- she threw in incendiary fire: "Why'd he run away from you, lad?"