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Tulimaq allays her wariness nearly immediately. one that hunts with Tulimaq, she trusts, at least in some measure. at the woman's words, she turns and gives Mauruk a brief, curt nod, though her face is not unfriendly.

come, she says to both of them, indigo gaze shifting between the two. 'hhow you aroundh. 

it is easy enough. she is not an unknown entity, having to prove herself through a spar or blood. she is once more—a thousand times over, always—grateful for Tulimaq, for the Ulfhedinn's pull of wolves to the Rise.

grateful enough that she begins to trot toward the heart of the territory, but keeping herself at her huntmaster's side, giving him a jocular nudge of her shoulder against his before breaking into a lope.

one glance over her shoulder, to see if Mauruk follows, and then they are off.