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Conri was often wandering the border, making their boundary smell stronger to ward away outsiders, and he could be there at a call. Naniko was large, even for a werewolf, and she could protect herself if she really had to...but she didn't want to fight. She was more of a healer than a fighter. It didn't seem like she would have to worry about anything, though, because he wasn't making any moves toward her. In fact, he was acting like quite the gentleman.

"Yes, and thank you. This pack is made of those who lived through the blaze...survivors. Some have burns, but other than that we're all doing pretty well" Lucifer had just taught her a new fishing technique, in fact, one that would help feed the pack if their supply of larger prey ever got low.

"How is your pack doing? Or...maybe you're a lone wolf?" She couldn't tell from his smell. His scent was a mixture of many different places.

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