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"What?" He said instinctively, without really thinking about the question. It took Darkmoon a few moments to comprehend what she had asked, not really expecting to be questioned on another wolf's whereabouts. He had only just arrived here, after all; not that the other wolf would know that, he reasoned with himself.
    "Oh-um, no, haven't seen anyone," he answered in a dismissive manner, looking around himself again, "I'm out here looking for food, not some wolf." He tried to play off disinterest in their conversation, although the hypocrisy was evident when the words escaped his mouth. After all, he had done nothing other than approach a wolf this day - in the search for food, of course.