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She wasn't a screamer, but she was a bold one, and he felt a flash of annoyance at her persistence. If she had been larger or older, she'd have made a formidable presence. But she was neither large nor old, and despite her budding maturity, she was still in the midst of childhood, and he saw her as a child in return. She seemed to walk in paws too large for her. Yet even still, he found it peculiar how well she managed to fit them all the same, and try as he might he could not stifle the ghost of a crooked grin that twitched across his face.

He flicked his ear at her accusation and pressed his lips tight. Well, he wouldn't have called it spying, but all things considered, he had been watching them, and he hadn't exactly wanted to be seen. As much as he wanted to argue otherwise, he knew he had little defence of his own, except that a spy in the open was hardly one at all. "Not anymore," he finally said, and he eyed her family again. Still sound asleep - yet he couldn't help but notice she was peculiar against her heap of tangled kin, every one with a shared shade of shadow, while she alone played a tiny ray of light.