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Thank goodness for the other wolfs ability in conversation making, things could've gotten stale fast if not for her. A smile was quick to reappear on the males face once the females polite tone eased his mind. He sat on his haunches and listened as Mariposa spoke, ears shifting towards her but with the occasional flick in a different direction. Hearing he wasnt the only new wolf in the pack helped Rye find further comfort with Poe, he felt he didn't stick out as much with other greenies near by. As Rye continued to listen Poes question confused him, 'a Redhawk Redhawk'? Perhaps she meant an original Redhawk, a second pack? Best to clarify.

"Well I'm new as well, about two weeks?" He questioned himself, unsure "I am a Redhawk but is there a second pack or something? Another Redhawk?" Rye asked, Poe made his seem like there was a second pack attached to this one. He didn't notice or smell any other territories on his trek to Redhawks, but maybe he missed it?