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Keyni was easily dubbed as soft on the exterior. It was an easy placement, with her plush fur and wispy, bold markings. Her jade eyes and ever calm air only amplified this impression. Others had mistaken her as weak before. On her end, she had been lucky in that she had not had to reinforce their misjudgment. She could be pushed and pushed, but only so far.
 

"I will keep that well noted. Remember this area well and pass it on." She offered. Pack both clung to their pelts. If he was as perceptive as she thought, he would get the message. That word would be shared amongst her kin, to keep them from accidentally coming too close to his borders. Or not, should he not wish for a single pack wolf to go spreading word of Ursus so soon. His declaration made her dark tipped ears prick. "Would my new neighbor be so open as to sharing their identity with me?" She asked for neither a name or the title of his pack. She would take what he willingly would give.