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Having wolves who weren't from Crimson Dreams inside the packlands was definitely a big deal to Naniko. She wasn't a cruel wolf, but this kind of thing was serious. There were boundaries for a reason, to keep her pack safe. She marked them often so that she knew her scent was strong...why would someone ignore them and come inside? She wasn't sure.
But at the same time, if someone was in need of help then she wouldn't deny them. She spotted the other wolf quickly, and slid toward them on the ice. Naniko was a very large female, at the top height for their species, and she stood more than a few feet higher than the half-grown Dahlia de Mai wolf. She didn't want to make it seem like she was towering over her, so she stood a few feet away. "Are you stuck? What's someone like you doing in Crimson Dreams?"
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