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the powdersoft sound of pawsteps in the snow drew antha from deep thought. she cast a blue-eyed glance over her shoulder and found a man. dark of fur and light of eye; well-built, but otherwise unremarkable. he chuffed to her, and she obliged, turning to face him with a guarded look. hello, the witch greeted simply, watching him. she was suddenly glad to have parted ways with tessa. she stepped forward to catch his scent, noting the mingling of others among it. can i help you?