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Althaia, relieved by the beautiful orange female's friendlyness, smiled in return. "Hello" she chuffed in return, a little awe in her voice. She had never before seen a female with such a vibrant pelt. Before she could introduce herself the the fiery wolf, another female appeared. Immediatley becoming a little tense, she watched the female for a moment. This one adopted a dominant stance, one that made Althaia a tad uncomfortable. She seemed nonthreatening, however, so Althaia dipped her head in greeting and glanced at the fiery wolf once more.

Althaia shook her head ever so slightly. "I haven't found anything worthwhile to eat in days- I tried fishing, but I don't know how." Surviving on a meager diet of scrawny rodents was tough, especially in the spring. It was supposed to be a respite from winter's hardships, but now the lack of prey was getting worst, and dragging on. How long could the packs and wolves of these wilds survive?