My gift is my song
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Voron turned as someone addressed her to see a young wolf with a bag in his mouth. By the scent, she could tell it was filled with herbs. He had talked through the bag, which made his voice slurred, but she could still make out what he was saying. 
"Hello. I'm Voron," she said, moving closer to him to sniff the bag in his mouth. When Conor had said to bring food, she had assumed that he ment meat. Bringing herbs was brilliant, and would hopefully help cover the scent of burning flesh that she disliked so much. 

"I haven't seen you before... I am new to the pack though, so I don't know everyone yet." The black wolf gave a small grin, trying to be friendly. She was never very good at social situations like this. 

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