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Surprisingly the wolf didn't flee. She didn't even react much with her expression. That won her points in Taiga's eyes. Granted, the giantess' posture was loose and easy. Her gaze was one of casual interest. It was good that the wolf had picked up on that.

Rounded ears swiveled as the woman spoke, stating that she'd never seen such a place. "Nor I," the feline replied. "Seems like a decent place to cut yourself, but little more." With so many sharp bits poking out of the ground, one had to move warily through. Who wanted to deal with that? She would likely never return to this place once she left it.

"I am Taiga," she introduced herself before scanning the ground beneath her with ruby eyes. Once she was sure that there were no stabbies sticking up beneath her, the big cat seated herself, then slid down to lay on her belly. Giant paws spread wide and curved claws dug into the earth for a moment as her body tensed in a little stretch. A slight rest before she returned to her herd.

"Taiga"