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The youngster was curious, and her question made Falwasi wonder herself. After a long pause of furrowed brows, she replied, "I don't know, but I don't think so." The earthen wolf searched the girl's vibrantly indigo eyes for a reaction: "I don't think we should, either." Her words were ominous, and she meant for them to be. She knew better than to mess with Mother Nature.

"Anyway," Falwasi said, pulling herself away from the edge of the basin gracefully to face the juvenile directly. "What's your name?" She didn't feel like she could answer any more of the child's questions. If only Noleo were here, she thought to herself. Falwasi missed the wolf terribly, and she knew that he would know every answer to any question the wolf asked. And, he would gladly let her in on the information.

Falwasi looked over the wolf properly this time, now that she was facing her. From behind, the older wolf had found her coloring slightly off, but from the front, she could tell that the girl was not completely ivory, but that the color from her ears repeated itself beneath her eyes. It was unusual, but like Kaskara, her coloring carried an originality that most she-wolves would crave to have.