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Célnes was not one to forget faces, as a wolf born in a large family pack, she had to have a good mind to remember the hundred of wolves that roamed previous homeland. Not to mention, unused to the different features wolves of teekon had, there was no question she would not remember, especially this man. It was a wonder, how the High Elk saw him, for the brown that was coated in the black stripes, and whites among his chest. Peculiar, in general.

"Hello there Donovan," she greeted back cooly, with a smile of politeness, "how are you faring? Are you settling in the strath well?"