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There had been no formal introduction for the dark male. Siv may have ‘reaped the spoils’ of their hunt, but there had been several wolves there, and the only one she’d had the pleasure of meeting had been Fox. The younger she-wolf was not worried about meeting the others. She had assumed that they were all just as swell as Fox had been. The coywolf female had made a mental note to try and introduce herself to as many as she could get to, however. She felt it was only right to reach out to the people she was intended to live with. When the dark male introduced himself as Peregrine, Siv’s tail seemed to kick itself into fifth gear. “Jeepers!” she exclaimed with wide eyes fixed on his sooty pelt. “So, you’re the big hoss, the head honcho… commander in chief. Shoot, well it’s nice to formally meet ya,” the girl then added with a curling smile and a grand dip of her head towards the earth. When he – only slightly – seemed to butcher her name, she could not suppress the snicker that erupted from her muzzle. “Ha, Sid, I like it. Maybe I’ll apply for a name-change,” she joked with a coy smirk. “I’m Siv… Siv Savoy.” Because her first name sounded so much better when it was attached to her last name.