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Seeing that Saucy was willing to help seemed to lighten Indra’s expression some, Saucy was glad of it. Her icy eyes drifted over the other female’s russet fur, those dark eyes. Indra launched into a description of the wolf she was searching for. He looks funny for a wolf, Saucy’s inner jokester wanted to reply, then what does he look normal for? but she held back. She had a feeling that her company wouldn’t appreciate her sense of humor at this time. She nodded when Indra finished.

I’ll look around, as there wasn’t much more she could do short of launching a full on investigation. Is he yours? she said with curiosity in her youthful gaze.