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It comes near, and she is quick to snarl; a warning against coming too close. A question is posed in words which the hound only partially understands. Same as you or wolf. Her brow furrows as she responds, finding the question to be rather pointless.

She is similar in size to what is in front of her, and so she does not hesitate to step forward and begin a slow circle around it. Her head lowers, taking careful and deliberate inhales of the strangers scent as though assessing a course of action.