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Kyriaka was almost sad the little festival the Ammon had thrown was over. It amazed her that all the meat that had been brought in for it had been devoured. Maybe she shouldn’t have been surprised. There were a fair number of residents now, which meant there would be plenty of work for her. The leopardess felt herself to be somewhat of an oddball among the tiny pride. She wasn’t super stealthy or even very good at sneaking beyond her skills as a hunter. Truth be told, she couldn’t even say why she’d joined up in the first place. Kyriaka mulled on that as she went to collect the other odd piece of the puzzle. Her familiar. A maned wolf who happened to have the exact same coloration and markings she did.
Iphigeneia lifted her head from her paws as familiar paw steps sounded down the path. She’d been roaming aimlessly since she’d become an adult. Always searching for something she’d never been able to find or exactly pin down until she’d seen it. “It” had turned out to be a leopardess. Not just any leopardess either; Kyriaka had been surprising in that their coloring and markings matched exactly. The maned wolf couldn’t believe her eyes at first. By unspoken consent they’d began traveling together. Then the leopardess had joined a weird pride, but really not that weird. Iphi liked it well enough. She turned her head toward the leopardess as she came into view. “Time to hunt?”