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Alduin would nod easily, almost casually to his words and finally stand. Perhaps they might just get along, but the other wolf seems just as insufferable as Alduin seems to him. He will see how long it lasts. Though Alduin may try not to catch his ire, it seems it is easy to catch. They will have to see.

So Alduin hums out an affirmation. “Then it is settled. We will start tomorrow.” He suggests. Or even today if tomorrow does not settle well enough for the brute.