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A yelp that drew his ears forward—but he did not follow after the youthful wolf who recoiled in surprise and panic. His eyes swept over the slender form of the rogue, falling intently upon bright blue eyes—shifting his weight as the other stammered an apology.

“I often wonder what it is about pack borders that make so many nervous,” he murmured—storm-cloaked figure drifting past the other now to move closer to his home and territory—another wavering glance given, waiting if any insight would be shed on such curiosity.