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Her head tilted at the mention of two names, and it seemed the other woman's words would not be entirely unhelpful as soon enough the pair were joined by another. He was a hulking shadow of a wolf, intimidating but not overly so; Pan saw her father's same rugged features as she studied the man's face. So this was Arric.

"Nice to meet you Arric," she responds warmly, gaze flicking momentarily to the nameless woman as the interrogation continued - she seemed to have read her mind! She imagined her name would be quite pretty, if her appearance was anything to go by. 

The rumble of Arric prompted her to continue. "I mastered the hunt in my old pack before I left. I had just started working on being a ranger too but, well, I was hoping I could continue where I left off here, if you'd have me," she quipped, "Ah, you can call me Pan by the way." Her tail wagged slowly between her legs, unthreatening. It seemed only fair to let them know who she was now that pleasantries had been exchanged.