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Fennec's expression shifted a little as Laurel asked her questions, and she took on a little of the presence she sometimes wore to give fortunes. At the base of the mountain. She answered, truthfully (if a little nonspecific). I am the witch of the wood. I mostly keep my services to my pack, these days. But I can help strangers, or new friends, for a bit of a trade.

She hadn't decided yet entirely, but the idea of being known for this only appealed to her. She wanted a reputation that preceded her, built entirely on hearsay, and for wolves to come to their borders seeking an audience with the witch. Maybe it was a little over the top, but fuck it. She'd always been a dramatic weirdo. Why stop now?