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Lucius understood quickly that the wolf did not speak common, or much of it, at least, but he was able to get the gist of her words fairly easily — her name was Sanja, and she called the creek Leynille. Did that mean she lived here? He balked for a moment, uncertain. Had he somehow missed the borders? Sanja did not seem upset, but that did little to quell the coyote's nerves. When she asked if he was hungry, he stammered quickly, N-no, I'm not hungry. I... I hunt for others. It was the one thing he was becoming decent at.