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hope you don't mind my intrusion, just figured it might be interesting

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Nyra slowly made her way through the wetlands. Her pitch-white fur darkened down her legs and slightly across her belly with mud. 
Perking her ears, she heard the faint heavy panting of another wolf. 
Out here? Must be a wanderer... Nyra assumed, turning her path toward the brown male in the underbrush. 
She stopped a few paces from his resting place, tilting her head slightly before righting her posture again "What happened to you?" The moon-cast lady inquired, her voice hinting at curioisty, while her body language was of wariness.