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The girl seemed relieved to her explanation, and Poppy's oversized ears flicked forward before she plopped into the snow. She was certainly more at ease now, that the supposed threat had turned out to be a friendly stranger. She admitted to not knowing what a dog was, and though Poppy gathered herself to explain it turned out none was needed. The girl continued to ask a question of her, and Poppy dipped her head enthusiastically. "yes - I live in Easthollow, back there," She gestured with her muzzle in the direction she'd come, and after a beat asked curiously, "do you have a pack?"