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he had been caught up in something, in her, perhaps, and missed her gesturing.  he was still stiff, and there was something floating behind those eyes that concerned her, but she once again let the feeling go.

it was not too long ago that she had been the scared creature on the other side, and she shared a kinship with these almost-wolves.

she sat up, slow, before moving to stand, closing the last of the space between them so long as he would allow, and then tentatively pushed her nose into his withers before arcing into a play-bow.