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She remained quiet while the female spoke, her keen nose pressed against the wind. Overhead the mire of stars radiant and illuminating. Thistle Cloud's surprise was met with a wry, almost knowing smile.

"Save also ginger root and slippery elm." It was strange, Caiaphas being this.. generous with her knowledge. She gave the agouti female a brief glance, puzzled by the heavy male scent on her fur -- the very same potency as Nerian's. Unsure, she spoke again. "I am Caiaphas. I know of your pack through your leader, who I spoke to about a month ago. How does the Bay fare?" While she seemed polite, her voice was slippery -- and the expression in her feral eyes seemed almost conniving.