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         To very nearly trespass on someone’s front lawn only to cause problems without proper reason seemed a ridiculous concept to the grayscale male. There was no reason for him to be less than cordial, as long as the earthen male avoided provoking him into senseless anger. And even then, he could just leave, departing the way he’d come to trace a new path to the ocean.

         “I’d like to think so,” he said, accepting what could have been a compliment from the stranger. At least he learned his position here, now aware of who this wolf was, even if he knew no name. He laughed, amused at the male’s choice of wording, having risen to the bait. “You get many strangers tramplin’ on your lawn?” he asked now, gaze searching his.

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