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After a moment's consideration, Aktaiê pulled the dead pup to her side, choosing to forgo dining on it for the time being. She would give it to the others as an offer, as a symbol; though she would have a taste of the meat that made her mouth water so. She awaited the other's response patiently, knowing it was no small thing — particularly when it came to their unique structure, though this one would know little of that.

"That is your decision," she agreed to the younger female's request, "but I hope that is not commentary on your loyalty. We do not take kindly to traitors here," Aktaiê explained calmly. There was no threat in her voice, only honesty. "There are certain things you should know of us, before you pledge yourself so readily..." If the other indicated her interest, the priestess would launch into an overview of the Nereides culture; not their deepest secrets, of course, but a brief explanation of their beliefs. When the other's loyalty was confirmed, they would part ways — at least for a time, for they would be pack mates.