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Her grin spawned a laugh as he startled. "Not particularly," she said in response to his question, stretching her way back to her feet like some odd bear-cat hybrid. "Usually yes, I'd be here looking for a fight just like everyone else. Today I'm looking for fighters." She dropped down from her perch with a thud. She wasn't a particularly graceful wolf, too burly to move like a dancer and all, but she was still a warrior to her bones and she stuck the landing casually. "I'm in charge of the warriors in my home pack, Valhalla," she explained. "And as a ranking wolf I'm expected to recruit for the pack, so just makes sense to me to recruit fighters. Where better to recruit a warrior, than a battlefield?" She gestured at the plains around them. "Course, I'd never turn down a fight, but I'm not looking for one. What about you? What are you looking for?"