THUMP. A large wolf creature lands in front of you, its rugged fur bristling, purple eyes flashing. War paint decorates its face and strange cougar's tail. It stands, cautious and an guard, watching you. An ear twitches, and ram's horns show, almost circling its neck. It nods slowly, and begins to speak: Hello.... :The voice is clearly feminine, yet rough. You look around at her home, and snow circles around you. You close your eyes against a strong blast of cold wind, and open them again. You see that you are in a canyon, but you don't know where. Snow blinds you again, and when you can see, the wolf creature is still watching you, on guard. Quickly you try to think of an answer, but before you do: Never mind. Most do not know either. :She gives you a strange look before continuing: I am Manowari, Flight. I am a Bryar Wolf, from The Bryar's Canyon. :You nod to yourself. You had heard of them, you believe. Manowari is clearly waiting for you to say something, so you hurry and tell her your own name. She nods, then steps back slightly with a small smile.: "I have a mate now... Ralidsende." :She glances at you.: With that, she turns and jumps away into the snow and wind. You shiver, and move on through the snow...

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