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Massaraq stared up as the wolf startled to the side. His attack had been successful and obviously he was most fearsome if a wolf much bigger than him actually moved away from his pounce. Feeling very confident in himself he kept his gaze fixed on her face as she responded to his query. This wolf did not seem very sure, and though in a way she had answered what she was, at least in relation to him - another member of Moonglow, a friend (although he had never met her so how she was a friend he did not know), a part of the pack - she had not given her name, but she knew him.

Narrowing his eyes he rested back on his haunches so he could better see her. Though his expression was skeptical he had never truly been lied to by an adult, at least no lies that he had figured out, so he took her words at face value. "Who are you? Name?" He emphasized the first word, who, feeling that he had not received an answer that he would accept yet. Then the deluge of questions poured forth. "How are you friend? Did we meet? Are you friends with anaa?" But even if she was friends with Kukutux or any of his brothers or sisters or the rest of his family that did not mean they were friends. Massaraq felt very strongly that he had not yet made up his mind about this wolf. Even if she did have nice green eyes that reminded him of his mother.

Leaning forward he gave a tentative sniff but that did not help him at all. While there might be a few scents that an older and more experienced wolf could have picked up as familiar to the young pup they were all a jumble.