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A stout cream-furred male soon appeared, carrying himself like someone of authority. Timberlake noted his accent with some curiosity before smiling, scrambling to piece together all the names he had to inquire after.

I'm Timberlake, he began. I'm looking for some members of my family that might be around here. There's Pema, my mother, and my siblings—Radcliffe, Meadow, and Padma. Uh. . .let's see. Dawn, Sunny, Easy, Lavender, Dauntless. . .uh—oh, and Winterbourne.

Timberlake gave the man a sheepish look, aware that he had just bombarded him with a bunch of information. Do you know any of them? Or know if they're nearby? He could sniff for himself, but it had been too long for the Sameth boy to remember most of their scents. Only Pema's and his littermates' would be at all recognizable.