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As the grey wolf explained he had sneaked into pack lands and stole their food when he was her age, she stored it away in her kind for later, if she ever needed it. Probably only from the packs she had liked the least. It wasn't like she had chosen favorites yet though. Her face twisted in confusion. "What's a nacho-scar-door?" She asked the Alpha of the Bypass. Runt had never heard Latin before. In fact, she had almost never heard any other languages, though she knew there were others. "Thanks, Sir Alpha Dude." She thanked the silver Praetor.