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Liquid Amber, compared to Dragonfly, was a most graceful wolf; She had long legs and sported a lean physique. At 3 inches shorter, but nearly the same weight, Dragonfly was compact compared to her new acquaintance. Despite the similarity in their light fur, the two of them were clearly from very different litters, though it took a practiced eye to tell the differences between two northern wolves. The young wolf was relieved when it appeared that Liquid Amber had resigned herself to the conversation.

Dragonfly’s ears twitched in interest at her less than satisfying response. Perhaps she wanted to be question about her travels everywhere? Dragonfly strode towards her, leaving the tentativeness of first meetings behind, and sat in the snow beside her.

“Truly? Will you tell me about all the places? Have you been to a desert?” Dragonfly asked with her tail waving. She’d always wanted to see a desert! Not that she would ever dare live in one; but the idea of constant, intense heat was a fascinating concept to one who grew up with the constant, biting blizzards of the north.

Despite being well traveled herself, she had not been to particularly diverse areas. She’d seen treacherous mountains and coniferous forests, mostly. They were wonderful landscapes and well suited to her breed, but they held a consistent look. She was curious to hear of more extreme climates and of different animals, and perhaps of adventures that Liquid Amber had there.

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FEMALE \ 2 YEARS OLD \ 32 INCHES \ 150 POUNDS \ GYPSY \ NO MATE \ IMPRINT UNFOUND \ TOULOUSE