[/html]Her fingers twitched with the thought that she might be able to scavenge up some truly interesting things for her new family, pink eyes glancing into dark windows. There had to be something. Blankets, furniture. She could use it all, especially if it benefited the homes of the wolves she had claimed as family. While she searched, taking some steps toward the nearest standing store, she continued to listen to the stranger. He didn't live there in the city, but stayed with a place called Phoenix Valley. Another pack. Pack. Such a negative word to the Californian's ears. "I live in Cercatori d'Arte. My new family, y'know?" She glanced back toward the white male, smiling a cheerful smile. "Used to live pretty far away, though. In the desert, then in a big cityplace. This is definitely weird for me."
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