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The sled dog felt warmth spread along her cheeks, her smile shy as she answered, "It's nice to meet you too!" She nodded with interest as Wraen explained her rank, glad that her ears and tail were still lowered submissively since the silver turned out to be a leader. She gave a small laugh at Wraen's words, not out of derision but humor. It was hard to believe the Raven thought she was a wolf. "I'm actually a dog. It's kinda like a volf, that is how my mother explained it to me. You guys are just a lot bigger and tougher," the piebald explained, eyeing the wolfess' larger build. "From across the sea -- Yakutia," the she-dog supplied the answer readily, not considering that the fact that she was a domestic canid might be a problem for the other female.