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The tall wolf, who proved to be more interesting than she thought him to be, explained to her that witches were not at all bad, that they were just as compassionate and gentle as the next being. Falwasi found that hard to believe. If they were selfish enough to allow Taltos to hurt those that tried to harm them, they could not have been any better than their opposers.

Then, the dark male suggested that she, Falwasi, could be a witch herself. The narrow-minded wolf snickered slightly; she was not mocking Lasher, she was more mocking the fact that she could be a witch. "No no no," she said with a shy smile on her lips as she shook her head, "I don't think so." Falwasi paused for a long moment, "I think I would already know," she added.

Somehow, the male's statement had gotten under her skin. Falwasi did not want to be a witch, and even though she knew she was not, the fact that another wolf could even think that she was worried her slightly. The girl did not want to be any more than a normal wolf; she wanted to be equal to her peers. And that, is what she intended to be.