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Wow, ridiculous wait. I'm so so sorry.
And she was being the same toward him. There was something calming about Geneva, and he somehow felt more at ease with her than with most (besides Savina). He shook his head and gave her a warmer, more genuine smile. "....Just Kansas is fine." Just to, in return, be sure that she was as comfortable with him as possible. It was important to him to make good impressions on his pack mates. He needed to make a better effort to be friendly.
He knew this girl was ranked more highly than him, and as always he felt a twinge of disappointment with himself when she stated that she was fairly new. Though he didn't care much about his rank, he suspected others might. With a slight nod, he swept to his haunches, wrapping his tail around his hind end for warmth. "I—yes, I have. I was born into Storm... I don't know if you've heard of it; it was just... one of the old packs. I sort of, eh, followed Naniko into Crimson Dreams."
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