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[Anu]

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She had an exotic accent, hint of the romantic language on the edge of each word. She could listen to her speak for hours. Anu only had a soft voice that sounded very much like everyone else, nothing different and spoke only a single language. She hated to disappoint her new friend, but she had no true knowledge of the countries the laid within the European boundaries. “Your accent gave it away.” Smiling slightly, did she think Anu wouldn’t be able to tell? “I have never been, but there are a few wolves stalking around that have come from many different places.” The Phoenix Valley Warrior was from over seas, having come to ‘Souls with her mate. ”Did you come here all alone?” Anu could hardly imagine such a trip by herself.

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