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It seemed she had pushed too far too fast with her questions, for Malleus seemed to grow wary and fell silent. Or perhaps less wary and more... sly. There was a look on his face that spoke of calculation to a wolf who'd grown up around leadership. Gwen kept her half-smile and look of polite interest, though inside the safety of her own mind she cursed her clumsy efforts. "What precisely did you have in mind?" she ventured to question cautiously. If it was simply a case of answer-for-answer... There wasn't a great deal about Celestial that he couldn't easily figure out from a scout sent to sniff out their borders. They weren't the most secretive of packs, and the repelled raid some time ago had likely generated a lot of gossip, so she wasn't concerned that he'd have any questions for her that she couldn't comfortably answer, or simply deflect. But the younger alpha was clearly no simple brawler. He was intelligent, and calculating, and she couldn't underestimate what he'd conclude even from the most vague of answers.