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Leigh listened intently. Her pace was smooth and consistent, something easy and natural that she didn't need to devote any focus to. Luckily the two wolves were similar in height, so neither would fall behind as they walked.

Winter was indeed coming soon. Autumn had been nice, and it still was. But Leigh much prefered the cold air and soft snow. Besides, she'd be turning four this year after all.

"That would be very nice! I used to hunt regularly back home, but some of the prey here is unfamiliar."

She replied with a smile, cheeks raised as her eyes closed and held a cheerful roundness in their shape. The she-wolf continued to absorb her packmate's words, and although she didn't express it out loud, mentally, she let out a small laugh. She hadn't meant it that way. She was well aware that this place wasn't calm. Perhaps she should have used a different word.

But upon hearing the mention of border patrol, her face lit up even more than it had previously.

"That'd be nice too. Thank you, Derg!"

It'd give her something to do. It'd give her a job, a purpose. She couldn't be more grateful.