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Nyra broke up the girls’ whispered conversation by acknowledging Druid. She raised her head from its hunkered position and smiled tentatively at the woman. She wondered why Nyra had failed to recognize her right away, though it wasn’t something she was going to ask out loud.

She opened her mouth to say something when Heda leaped in to ask Nyra a question. Druid’s eyes snapped over to her sister, then drifted back to the white she-wolf. It was as if her sister had read her mind. Ever since it had happened, Druid had wondered how Nyra had pulled off such a feat single-handedly and lived to tell the tale. Druid hoped to never confront such a large cat on her own, though she wouldn’t mind learning Nyra’s ways just to be prepared.