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The female didn't stand, but he saw her react to his approach with prickling guard hairs and a look that struck him as reproachful. He quirked a brow at her, but otherwise was happy to disregard her less-than-friendly greeting. It wasn't as though he had a friendly one to offer himself, but of course, he didn't think to excuse her rudeness by calling out his own potential hypocrisy. He just didn't particularly care.

"Have you seen a young wolf around here?" he asked, as though she were standing before him, looking just as fit and healthy as he looked and not like she'd been crawling through a barren desert for decades, "Gray, with large ears, and... eyes." What the hell color were Bat's eyes? His ear flickered in annoyance that she hadn't been born with more distinctive eyes like him. Then he would've remembered. Totally her fault.