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It would seem that the other was somewhat pleased by her understanding and agreeing and Kazimir waited patiently for her reward, the name of this beauty. Unfortunately she hadn't seemed to catch onto any of the flirtation she had given out yet, perhaps she needed to be more blunt. The black furred woman finally gave her name and Kazimir smiled, eyes gleaming. Cyclone. A storm. And here this woman was trying to take the world by storm, forming her own pack with unique ideas she was sure would probably be viewed as unpopular. "It suits you. My name is Kazimir, my parents wanted a boy" she said giving the explanation as to why it was a man's name with a humorous tone. "Nothing would ever happen without being attempted first. Go for it. maybe I will find my way there" she said.