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Sialuk found herself staring at the stranger's eyes, but upon realizing she'd been doing so, she averted them. It seemed rude to stare, and she did not wish to be seen as rude. (There are just too many unintended puns in here, ok?) Sialuk blinked when the wolf answered that she was not looking for anybody who lived here. She was about to speak, even though she wasn't quite sure what to say, before the strange-eyed wolf asked a question that threw her for a loop. How... she trailed off, trying to picture a wolf between a tree trunk and moss, but the thought was absurd.

Oh, you are making a joke! she said, suddenly pleased with herself for picking up on the humor. She was still getting the hang of that side of conversation. I am Sialuk Ostrega. You don't smell like Moonspear, the girl sniffed the air again, breathing in deep. She smelled of something faintly familiar, but Sialuk could not quite connect the dots.