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He was an idiot. Dovev lifted his flickering gray gaze at the pair, adding his statement after Fal gave a quick rundown of their encounter. He remembered the stranger by his actions, and not his appearance. From the moment the bear and loner came into perspective, opinions had been formed. Why didn't the loner just bolt like a polite little wolf? Bears are slow. There would've been no danger. As the memories swelled, Dovev's shoulder hairs became agitated, but fell flat again as the tawny female spoke.

I think he knows not to come back, Dovev interjected with a small but satisfying grin. No use risking life and limb in order to explore the Creek territory. Their pack had been stable in the region for almost a year, and had always kept a fair amount of members patrolling the border.