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Lótë nodded again. "And this would be the name of your village -- Stavanger Bay?" A thought struck her. "Was this the name of your family's village when they lived there?"

The doe knew she was asking many questions but her curiosity was piqued. It was exciting after all, the thought that another pack might be forming close by. "Did your tribe have certain customs? And would you implement them in the new village?" An apologetic smile was sent Kjalarr's way, silently wondering if she was pestering him with all the queries.