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Although he’d had the time to shake the pine needles from his fur, Ariadne could still smell the sap upon him. She sniffed as he approached, smiling as she remarked,One of my favorite smells. Then, after getting onto her paws again, she motioned to follow her into the den. She sat and pointed at his plate, That is for you—I hope you like salmon. She watched, noticing how handsome he was, and allowed her gaze to linger as she appreciated him.

What have you been up to? Is scouting going well? she finally asked. And you heard of that man that Chakliux howled about , yes?? Any news there? That’s when it struck her—she hadn’t even properly greeted him. She facepalmed and shook her head. Sorry, good afternoon—there is much on my mind! I should have said that first!