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The chuff pulls her attention and her eyes widen, turning her head to see the other wolf. She thinks of Sif, and almost spins around to greet her, but a look that lasts longer than a few seconds keeps her from rushing the distance close. Slowly, she turns to face him and get a better look but he is no more familiar than before. After going through the last few months, she’s a little wary of the situation, and having lost more than anticipated she isn’t entirely sure how to greet the male.

Furi mimics the sound she heard, ears back against her head, and waves her tail a few times in hopes she doesn’t find any ill-intent in his approach. After realizing she suddenly has questions—where had he come from? where is he going? why is he here?—but she isn’t so sure she should voice them now. Had he been following her and she didn’t know it? Her beard begins to beat faster in her chest and she sucks in a breath and offers a quiet greeting in return: ”Hey...”