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He had an interesting sounding life. Syemv was an enigma to Legacy, but she'd heard something of pirates and something of wolves from far away, and it had always been a name of great intrigue to her. This boy would have been young at that time, but it was still exciting to meet a native. They both gave a shiver as a paticularly insistent blast of wind hit the pair, and she prioritised getting to shelter before plying him with her curiosity - not that it wasn't tempting. Nodding to show she'd been thinking along the same lines, she took one last look out at the admittedly unenticing landscape before heading inwards.


The fire was unlit. It was early, but it wasn't often she came in and there was nothing but embers. The pack had definitely been despondent lately. Thank goodness for Valentine, one of the few that wasn't merely a wraithlike presence after the loss of the Beta. Though of course having been born in Syemv he must have known her a little, even if not at the time. Picking up a few sticks that lay beside the hearth she gave it a hopeful prod, uncovering a red glow beneath ash. She was hesitant as to the next step: she thought she knew what to do, but despite her months of observance had no first-hand experience. Oh, well. Pausing for a moment she looked up for Valentine, likely already holding yet another question on the tip of her tongue.

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