Bitterroot Valley Make me proud, as I stand before you.

He could only nod as he studied her, she seemed familiar. Khali knew the only way he could tell would be to feel her warm fur again. It would bring back memories from before, as it did with anyone who put their fur against his, but maybe hers would bring back memories of them as pups. 

Though he knew that would be his way of knowing it was too weird to ask. The man stood there staring like a statue.