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With the explanation that she had only joined the pack a few weeks ago, FitzDutiful wondered if he should have hunted her out to recruit her to Silvertip Mountain. It was a shame that he hadn't done so for she was a very lovely wolf - she might proclaim herself a newbie yet she defended her borders well! "Nope, no skunk for me, but no more Redhawk Caldera either. I'm an alpha now, of Silvertip Mountain!" No matter how many times he said that it still excited him. It never seemed real, even if the workload suggested it was.

"Any help you can give would be wonderful! For starters, how big is that lake?! Is that the thing Charon called the sea?" He had laid his eyes upon the sea from a distance and it had seemed immense, yet he had never been close to it. FitzDutiful didn't have a clue that the sea was salty and unsuitable to drink. His experience told him that it was the worlds best water supply ever. No need to look for streams and rivers - though did the sea dry out in summer like brooks did? There were so many questions, but FitzDutiful held them all back until his sea theory was confirmed.