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Terra trotted up happily, grabbing one of the rabbits with her teeth. She would have dug right in if he hadn't asked her a question. I'm Terra, little thief. No, I didn't think you had stolen them. Good luck hunting? She studied the solemn male. He was very hesitant, but that didn't bother her. If anything, it gave her a boost of confidence. The wolf was a little older than her, but not by much. He smelled of the pack, but faintly as if he hadn't been around others often. It was a sharp contrast to her own scent that clearly smelled of the others she'd met. Terra hoped that didn't endanger them, but she still smelled enough like herself that she wasn't worried about revealing them.

Done with the pleasantries she tucked into her meal. The rabbit was fat, a nice change for her. Terra's hunting skills weren't sharp, so she enjoyed other people's kills. The meat was slightly warmed, as if still freshly killed. The blood was thick though, so that wasn't the case. Licking the blood like a thick sauce Terra buried in, crunching on the bones. It was really nice without the fur to bother her, the best meal she'd had in her life.


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