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She smiled softly and replied, "You can call me Sugar. And it's Stryx, Kaertok and—well, I didn't catch his name—who did most of the saving." She ducked her head, snatched up the greens and crept closer. The yearling set them down again, nosing them toward Raleska, before retreating about a yard away and taking a seat.

Just as she settled on her haunches, Kaertok arrived with food and a wary glance in her direction. Sugar nodded her head but said nothing, letting the two exchange a farewell. There was certainly some tension there, though she remained silent and did her best to focus on the squirming puppies.

He took his leave after a moment, at which time Sugar's black eyes drifted up to Raleska's face. "He mentioned you're from a pack called Rusalka. I'd be happy to take you there, when you're ready."