I'll get you my pretty!

What a strange woman, Tethys thought to herself - though most wolves outside her family felt quite strange to her, and interacting with them was even more odd. And this Lurid wasn't exactly making it easy for her, her expressions quite hard for the yearling to discern. She asked a question next though, and Tethys gave a slow shake of her head. A small purplish grey woman? One that wasn't a Fatalis? Definitely not anyone she'd seen around here.

"No, I don't think so. But I can give word to my pack if she's someone she should keep an eye out for?" She offered, her voice raising slightly in pitch, as though hopeful she could prove helpful to this stranger. She felt a little like she was grasping at straws, for any sign this woman was at all pleased or displeased with her brief company. Her head cocked as she waited for an answer.

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