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She was fascinated by the things that had been happening. She often spent her time looking at the glowing crystals and mushrooms, chasing around the fireflies, but when she heard someone calling for her, she stopped and listened. She didn't recognize the voice at all. She hardly knew the wolves she lived with, especially considering they practically ignored her existence. At least, until tonight. She almost had a mind to completely ignore them and act like she hadn't heard, but curiosity would get the better of her, and Medusa huffed and moved to answer the call. Though her instinct to continue playing was strong, she figured she could play later in peace. Though she wondered what was wanted of her.

Spotting the skunk boy, she looked at him with guarded curiosity. This was the boy that was always mean to her, or at least...said mean things about her that often hurt her feelings. "Skunk-wolf called Medusa?" She didn't know his name. Didn't care to know his name. He wasn't a friend. She knew that already.