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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Crimster" data-source="post: 132640" data-attributes="member: 2511">Running WolfRunning Wolf thanks O'Donnell for the wooden fork and plate.  It is rare to find anyone who respects the Old Ways.During the dinner, Running Wolf remains quiet, and eats sparingly.  Her eyes drift from the Pastor, to Alice, to the people she has just met.  Her eyes linger slightly on Felix, but she says nothing.OOC:  I think back on any stories and legends I might have heard of these about types of creatures.  Does anything sound similar? (Indian Lore +6) After the dinner, Running Wolf waits quietly to hear the questions the others have.  Once they seem done (or are itchin' to go), she will ask the following questions.* "O'Donnell.  You speak to your own spirits... Or as you refer to it, a 'Holy Spirit' - has your spirit whispered into your ear the nature of this enemy?"* "This began a moon ago, you say.  Anything else happen around that time that you know of..?"* "This... Deputy Becker.  What do you know of him?"That's all I can think of for now...Running Wolf</blockquote>