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FitzDutiful nodded in understanding. "Yes, I agree. I have found that I counsel more on matters of the heart than any other kind! It's strange how something that can be so compelling can be a cause of so much worry too." The conversation about love and laughter appeared to be coming to a natural close and he felt that it was his turn to make a conversation point. He felt like he was thinking for hours before he came up with anything to say, but in truth it had only been a matter of seconds. Just long enough for the topic to close.

"Finley..." he began, "Do you know what Perry and Fox would require of a pack naturalist?" He had been trying to gain experience in this area for a long time now, and had yet to actually grasp what it was that a naturalist did for their pack. Finley was a beta and surely she must have some idea of what they expected. At the very least she would have her own expectations - surely.