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"Dragons," she said with no small surprise, tilting her head to regard the tractor. "I can't say I've ever heard them called that. I was always told they were called tractors, and that humans used to be able to make them move around and do things for them." She gave a brief smile and shook her head. "I don't know if that's entirely believable. Wolves attribute the strangest things to humans sometimes."

He gave his name, and she dipped her head in a quick greeting. She'd been used to the sort of formality he spoke with when she was a child and a princess of Serecia, but it had been many years and she didn't feel that necessity. She wouldn't be impolite, however. "A pleasure to meet you, Pegasus. I am Gwenevere Adravendi, alpha secondary in Celestial over in the west. You can call me Gwen, I'm not much for formality these days." Another teasing smile. "At my age I can't afford to waste the time. Who knows when I might finally keel over?"