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Listening intently, Nyra was able to pick apart what he meant, or, some of it at least. 
"Ah, a purely matriarchical clan? Interesting, very much so." The mammothian woman responded, thinking about her own future and what she might become, if not a leader. 

Ah, yes, now might be a good time. "If you're looking for a pack at any point in time, I'm the second in command of the Saints. We live far southwest of here, in an oasis all our own that's completely encircled by mountains, save for a narrow entrance somewhere toward the north that also shares a river. It's right behind a vast sweep of Cedars." She was trying to offer as much as she could without too, too many details, in case he would ever want to join the numbers she stood within.