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It was a wonder to what these wilds held. She was thought to be born in such an isolated group; they detested outsiders above else and valued blood to their core. Such wolves held their skills closely, everyone was born to be put into some use, and they would find it one way or another. While she wasn't the best hunter of them all, Viola held a bit of pride to it and thought to be an excel at so.

Though these were strange lands, she could not tell who valued what, and how well their own skills were.

"Corbeau?" A land owned by the birds? They were prized hunter companions, and sadly she had yet to gain her own. Her orange eyes glittered in fascination that Viola didn't realize the demand he told, and was more surprised by the fact he offered as so.

"That easily? Do these lands not be by blood?" Surely the two were not related, and he held a brother.. Did they not care?

"But i'd be delighted, Monsieur."