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As she neared, Fox realized this was not just any wolf. This was a Sunspire wolf. Her hackles raised, though her teeth remained hidden behind her lips, not curling into a snarl as she might have done some time ago. This little thing could do her no harm, considering she was far, far away from home. Fox wondered if it wasn't another of Ferdie's "pledges" who had abandoned him due to his stupid ways. If that was the case, it would not be the first one that Fox had spoken with. But as she approached, there was an apparent lack of Ferdie's scent mixed with Jace's. And the one dark she-wolf who had called the creek home once upon a time was laced more thickly in the girl's scent. Fox made no mention of this as she drew closer.

When she had barked, the Sunspire wolf had not darted toward her aggressively, but she also had not departed, as Fox might've liked. A curious approach indeed. She could not imagine what sort of witchcraft would urge somebody from The Sunspire to come all the way out here. “What do you want?” Fox asked sharply when she was within earshot. No doubt the fiery leader was infamous in the north.