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While her own walking sounds - of breaking frozen forest pieces - overruled anything else that she might have heard in the forest, the scent of another wolf was unmistakable. A male dynroth, she figured. Now, she was a hybid and her father had been quite a giant for an azahi, but perhaps she would still not be too huge for him to talk to her?

Fastening her steps, she neared the origin of the scent and barked out loud for him to hear. ”Hello! Anyone here?” she sounded perhaps a little too desperate to talk to someone, but she didn’t really care.