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After a quick, closer inspection Norah deemed the stranger attractive and alluring. Beautiful too, the only thing she did not particularly like was the odd scent, so very different from the usual musky dog-odour most wolves carried. But smell had never deterred the nomad from starting a conversation with an interesting person.

"None of my business, of course," Norah began, "but what brings you here? Are you alone or with a court?" They spoke with each other for a while after that and then Norah was on her way.