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He looked harder, ears forward. He heard them, not clearly, but well enough to pick out two distinct voices. Pepper's attention briefly flicked to his mate, who seemed to believe he would be first contact. 

"Come on out, now. We can hear ya." the wolf said, directing it towards the trees. Meaning harm or not, Pepper wasn't fond of eavesdroppers. He moved further up, putting Phobos at his shoulder with a glance.