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He introduced himself as a man named Drachen, a name she hadn’t come across yet, and labeled himself as coming from a pack called Valhalla. She tried to remember if her son or daughter-in-law had told her about the pack in question, but she drew a blank. She assumed they were neutral, because she certainly knew the names of packs that they had conflict with or were allied with. She gave a nod in acknowledgement and, by the look in his gaze, she could tell he wanted her to elaborate on Ashen. “Valhalla,” she mimicked, testing the name on her tongue but likely failing. English was not her native language, as was evident by the accent that laid itself upon her words, and names outside of either Japanese or English alluded her entirely. “I come from the Ashen Empire, to the East,” she replied, allowing him that knowledge.

He got to his paws, asking if she would like to inspect the water with him and she thought on it for a moment before getting to her own dainty paws. Surely it wouldn’t hurt, and she could potentially collect a sample while she was at it to test it on the herbs back in the Empire to see if they would produce the same glowing effect.