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The herd was beginning to move fearlessly, some of the older ones lifting their heads to level suspicious stares off into the distance. Tor took his attention from the elk to send his own gaze peering in that direction. What he saw was a wolf staring in amazement at the fences and cages he had made. As Tor began to rise to his paws the other male called out a soft hello, clearly trying to keep from scaring the herd.

Someone else, though, wasn't so thoughtful. The elk bleated and startled in alarm, taking off for the far side of the pen when a smaller gray female barked out a greeting of her own. Tor winced and sigh - it would take some time for them to calm down enough for him to approach them safely, so culling one of the young males would have to wait for another day.

"Good morning," he said politely to them both. Above him he could hear Aiden' s feathers rustle as she took off, the falcon taking a position circling high above where she could keep an eye on both newcomers.