Blackfoot Forest Más vale maña que fuerza
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@Dulce
She kept traveling, taking into account the packs she had past. Making mental notes of where they, just in case she decided to join one of them one day. Though she had no idea what she wanted in life at the moment.
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Travel was something Dulce had found herself particularly fond of. Her favorite time to explore was spring, though not quite this early; she preferred the period of time just before summer came into full effect. The sun was higher and prey was more bountiful, making her time alone significantly more enjoyable. Something else that she enjoyed was making friends from strangers, such as the autumn-pelted one before her. Standing a few yards away, Dulce chuffed a quick greeting before silently moving a few steps closer.
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The earie feeling that the forest from which she walked seemed to give her a bad vibe. Constantly looking over her shoulder that’s when she heard a noise and her ears pointed in its direction in which a wolf stood. “quién eres tú.” She asked forgetting these wolves lacked the knowledge of her language. “Native tongue not good. Um... “ she attempted to translate what she meant but her English wasn’t that good yet.
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Initially, Dulce was taken aback by the foreign greeting. It had been months (perhaps even years) since she'd last heard someone speak her native tongue, and in these lands no less! Equal parts surprised and excited, her tail began a friendly wag. Está bien! podemos usar, eh, esto, she said timidly, wondering if her Spanish had become as bad as this stranger's English.
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The shewolf was amazed that a wolf at least from here knew her native tongue and with a smile she spoke once more. “Mi nombre es catalina y tu eres”
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Catalina, a nice name, though not one that Dulce was familiar with. She thought that it might be worth remembering, for the time being at the very least. Moving to settle into a seat closer than where she stood, Dulce replied, Yo soy Abeja, pero tu puedes me llama Dulce. 

Normally, were she speaking to anyone else, the lost scout might've been less talkative. In this case, well, she just couldn't help herself. ¿De donde eres? ¿De aquí?, she continued, Me siento aliviado de finalmente conocer, uhm, a otro de...nos.

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Perhaps the meeting wasn’t convenient for her companion; the two of them said a quick goodbye to one another, and while Dulce wished that the conversation had continued, she understood that circumstances changed. Watching the woman disappear, she sat back and wondered how she might spend the rest of her day.