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They had yet to make physical contact - Behati realized it when Casmir flinched away from the threat of her touch, attempting to shield his belly from his pack-mate's virgin eyes (since Ebony's writing is a mystical cloud of suggestive loveliness, Karm is inferring that boner city is going on in Casmir's crotch). It took her a few moments to make sense of what was going on, even though the result of her little whisper was plainly obvious against the youth's dark fur.

"OH," she stated dumbly and without looking away (she was unable). "Uh... that's.. that's OK." What was she supposed to say - or do? She couldn't leave him there in the sand to be victimized by short-sighted gulls. Wordlessly, she moved around The Area and shoved her nose under Casmir's shoulder, nudging the boy onto his side with an almighty shove and a grunt. Her fur glowed hot beneath her cheeks, and whatever feelings had 'lifted' her companion swirled in equal quantity in the girl's own blood.