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"Mordecai - the big bad wolf himself - what a pleasure," Osprey briefly returned to her playful hag-self and dipped her head to show respect, when actually it was hard to keep back laughter. However, her gaze still held a bit of wariness of the stranger and she was ready to fight or flee, in case everything suddenly turned out badly. "That's nice to know," she acknowledge the fact that he had no intention of harming her with a sigh of relief.

"So... where is near here?" she asked, casting her glance at some point behind Mordecai's shoulders, as if expecting that this "term" would show itself, because she had asked. His scent was foreign and she was quite sure that she had never met a wolf with this particular scent before.