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Everything refocuses when the other speaks again. Furi stares blankly a few seconds as she tries to process the stranger—Faeryn—introducing herself. Her nerves takes a little longer to finally settle and she lowers her ears, looking to the kill the other has brought (she hadn’t noticed it before) and offers a weak smile. The chill has settled in and she tries to ward off any obvious trembling. “Yeah,” she says and licks her lips, shaking out her fur once more. Water still flings from her pelt and it’ll be a while yet before she’s properly dry. Furi opens her mouth to speak again, to explain why she is wet, but she quickly snaps her teeth together again. “I’m Furi.”

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