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Amekaze was certainly not the best at seeming warmly welcoming, even if the face greeting her was friendly and truly, she didn't mean to come off that way. She stayed guarded (these were not lands of her home, so it only seemed natural), although markedly less so, and it wasn't necessarily part of who she was to be outgoing and too enthusiastic. Her reputation as the incorrigible jerk among her siblings when they had been younger had not been without reason.

It certainly smells.. well-guarded, from here, she mentioned after he said it was a decent place. Ame could gauge that their numbers were solid at least, even if she could not pick out every individual for a formal count. The wolves at the helm here were likely pleased.

She watched him carefully as he strode over. Immediately, she did not understand why but it quickly became clear. Still, she stared at him anyway as he batted at her, although she did take this as a sign to relax. How thoughtful of you, she jeered, letting her lips curl into a small jesting smirk. I do not spend much time near packs. Obvious reasons, she cited. Still, life here has suited you since we last met? In her roundabout way, how had he been. She could not see cause for concern on his physical appearances, and truly, it looked as if he had been well.