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As it turned out, an answer did magically appear in the form of a she-wolf. Bat licked her lips as the stranger came closer, her eyes widening at the sight of the brightest shade of purple she'd ever seen. She wanted to keep staring but knew she should drop her gaze. Reluctantly, she did so, though her attention jerked upward in some surprise when the she-wolf immediately called for not one but three backups.

"Uh," Bat said, taking a step backward as alarm bells clamored in her head. The stranger apologized and explained, but it didn't put the youngster at ease. One or two wolves, she could handle. But four? And though she had the prettiest eyes Bat had ever seen, that didn't mean the she-wolf was trustworthy.

"I was just curious," she said, immediately scrapping any plans to try her luck with infiltration here. "But I should probably go." Bat began to turn away.