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"Cool," Merlin replied. After a little deliberation he decided to follow his inner compass somewhere-wards and hope that they came up onto something. He did not say anything for a while, keeping up with Pheiros and shooting some curious glances over at his unusual looking companion. He found the floppy ears of him especially adorable, but, since only few men - in his experience - responded well to compliments on their looks, he did not say anything. 

"You smell exactly like two other wolves I met recently. One was... called Pig, if I remember incorrectly," he grinned, "and the other... I named her Coon Assbite, because she tried to jump me even before saying "a hello" and "how do you do", but I for the gods cannot recall her maiden name. White chick, fairly young looking - ring a bell?" he asked conversationally.