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She continued digging through the stranger's apologies, though she stopped and gawked at her when she dropped the surname. Wildfire hadn't heard it in a long time, though she recalled that it was her parents' surname prior to founding the caldera. She was pretty sure that made Wraen a relative.

"I'm Wildfire Redhawk," she said as she simultaneously pulled a dead hare from the shallow grave and nudged it toward Wraen. "My parents were Redleafs, before they changed to Redhawks. I think we might be related." Her golden eyes studied the skinny woman before her. She had that same sense of vague familiarity. "Are you alone?" she repeated patiently.