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A stranger approached, and Waawaashkeshi found herself pressed to Isabella as she assessed them. Tail trailing across the other woman she watched in silence.

Her expression was calm - she was not worried, but she seemed to be taking caution. In an unfamiliar area it was fair, after all she was unsure if she may be intruding on another's territory.

She could run, but could Isabella?