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Bone nodded understandingly. "Okay. I can understand why you would not beleive in them." She said politely. She could see how this wolf could perhaps think ghosts were fake because the stories with them were fake, or how she just couldn't think of ghosts as real things. Despite the fact that Bone thought it would be better for her to believe in the deceased spirits, she kept her moth shut. "Well, what do you believe?" She asked the wolf, faint curiosity in her voice, although she was more looking to just keep a conversation going.