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Stelmaria’s head was forced back a little in surprise. She blinked for a moment, slowly regaining her composure as it occurred to her how this complete stranger might know her.

Yes, she rejoined, the corner of her mouth upturning. Who are you? I take it you’ve met my father. The pace of her waving tail quickened, and she boldly brushed forward, gliding alongside the plush she-wolf so that their pelts touched as she inhaled wafts of her warm, seasalted scent. She circled her with unabashed interest and teased her fur with a curious and inviting nose.