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Ana was sniffing intently at a stray spot of old blood in the snow. She didn't notice the pale wolf at all.

This woman greets you.

She flinched, stumbling back a little as her head snapped up in search of whoever had spoken. Her eyes landed on a woman; small but still taller than her, older but with brighter eyes than her own, fur in soft shades of snow and moonlight. For a moment she was frozen.

Are you a ghost?