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Morwenna looked up, a gentle smile lifting her features as the pale wolf approached. The soft hues of autumn framed Arlette like a quiet warmth, and there was an openness in her expression that Morwenna found reassuring.

Yes, that’s right, she replied, dipping her head in a respectful greeting. I’m Morwenna. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Arlette.

At the mention of the Feverfew, she let out a small, sheepish chuckle, glancing down at the herbs gathered at her paws. I thought I might start with something simple, she explained warmly. I’ve always wanted to learn, and I thought perhaps, if you’re willing, you might share some of your knowledge. I’d like to learn as much as I can—it’s a new world for me, but a valuable one.

Her gaze softened, a quiet sincerity evident in her eyes.I think it would be an honor to help you tend to the needs of our pack.