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Zeneca was annoyed with the world she wanted to make it back to the den the pair were sharing and relax. She had picked the land of ash because so few traveled the area. Like a phoenix the Qi'vaex children would rise from the ash and rise to power and Zeneca could not wait to find her brothers again.
Asreal moved in a defensive way. Zeneca looked at him as she moved stopping infront of the strange dog women. Zeneca was in many ways a princess her brothers treated her like a god. She was just feet away from Amy, Asreal near her. Do you really think it wise to attack me? She asked stoping to place a hand on her hip. She looked up at Asreal. The male was nearly eight feet. At a staggering seven foot seven inches. Zeneca didn't have to rely on her strength she could allow Asreal to deal with these thing.
Looking to him she turned her gaze back to the woman. Tell me do you know of any traders worth meeting? She asked her tone still as if she owned the land she walked on. She was still in serch of her brothers and traders would tend to meet more wolves then not. She hoped that the dog in front of her could give her information.