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His brief foray into the wilds had not brought back anything useful. Raleska appeared to be avoiding either him or Rusalka as a whole. Which one, he wasn't sure, but he told himself it was Rusalka as a whole. She was ashamed that she had lost the child, and yet he held his stance that she had nothing to be ashamed of. Children were fickle creatures. Kaertok knew this from keeping watch over his younger siblings. Often times, they were stupid, foolish children. His own brood had shown him that much. Maybe as they got older they wisened up, but Kaertok was not going to hold his breath for that.

A rustling sound caught Kaertok's attention, and he looked over to find one of the newer recruits sprawling around and making himself comfortable. Not a terrible thing, although he wondered if the red-tailed wolf's energy could be more useful somewhere else. "Joyful frolicking in the grass" wasn't really Kaertok's style, and he gently scoffed at himself doing anything of the sort.

Kaertok approached him, his own tail and head held proudly. No matter where this male stood in their ranks, it certainly could not be above Kaertok, seeing as he was a newcomer.

You are new, Kaertok said. My name is Kaertok Tartok. What brings you to Rusalka?