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@Maera

The harshness of her fellow juvenile's reply had Néa scrambling back from the older wolf, eyes wide and her yarrow with her. She backed up quite a few paces, the brusque nature of the girl's voice frightening and startling to the gentle older pup. She dropped the yarrow and despite her slightly angered stance at the rudeness of the older juvenile, she allowed her mouth to form a grin, though perhaps it wasn't quite cheerful.

"Well, I suppose it's nice to meet you. That's what I'd like to say, at least. That was mighty rude of you to react like that. You can't have thought that I was a loner, I've spent the day with Scarlett and Malachi, so my scent can't be foreign...."
She realised she was rambling her thoughts into the daylight and she shook her head, piling her yarrow neatly before approaching the juvenile once again.