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She nodded. "It is. But I am doing my best to move on, in my new home, with my new family." She managed a small smile. The way of her clan clashed with her personal interests. They wanted her to be someone she was not. Keyni, being too proud to give in to such pressure, refused. She would not be molded and shaped into a wolf of somebody else's vision. Kukutux asked no more of it, and so no reason to continue on the subject.
A gentle shake of her head was given. "No, I do not." She squinted, as if trying to remember the accent of Stjornuati. "Still, something about it seemed familiar." She tipped her head inquisitively. "Do you know of it?"