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Fang waited patiently whilst she spoke, the avoided answer to his vague questioning of her origin was not lost on the half-breed, though to him it didn't matter. Curiosity? That was a reasonable excuse for seeking them out. After all it was curiosity that had him here instead of the mountain so who was he to belittle that reasoning. Though with all his run-ins with the plateau wolves he half expected some joking, teasing, or general insane behaviour, this one so far appeared most serious.

His golden eyes looked over the dark female for a moment, seeking any hint at her motives, finally he spoke once more. "Blue Willow. I am Fang and this is Blackfeather woods. Our recent home." He added the last with a purposeful finality. If she objected, or any of the plateau objected to them being 'nearby' He wasn't about to put up with it.