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The she-wolf who came to greet her was visibly pregnant. Masquerade sipped in a breath, deciding right then and there not to take up much of the woman’s time despite her long trek here. Asivaq’s manner was welcoming but cautious, which the Redtail understood.

I would never take food out of the mouth of a mother-to-be, she countered with a wave of her long tail. It’s good to put a face to the name, though I won’t keep you long. I’m scouting the region, Masque explained in the next breath, trying to find someplace to settle with my mate. Is Napatuqvik the only pack in the area?