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the unfamiliar scent of a packmate she has yet to meet is what draws her, but her pace is hastened when the scent of fresh blood becomes apparent. she moves quickly to close the distance between them, adopting as unthreatening a stance as possible should the stranger become defensive. "are you alright?" she asks, pausing a short distance away and peering into the woman's face, realizing quickly that she is, in fact, not.