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The girl observed he had been looking elsewhere. Wheeling Gull Isle... It was a weird name, and he didn't bother attempt repeating the words. It would sound very unnatural coming out of his mouth and he'd had enough of speaking English.

It seemed that the ebony wolf's pack hadn't travelled too far, unless Onyx was re-visiting faded memories. "Where do you reside now?," he asked. It was a fair amount of forwardness, but he was trying to make conversation, and questions never hurt.

Dijax had never had the problem of relocating back home. There were volcanoes on his island, and they erupted quite rarely, but those off of the island and further east erupted very often, causing earthquakes across the island. But the Litke wolves knew how to deal with them. They could tell they were coming on the forehand, and they'd been dealing with them for years.