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Any other day she might've been enthusiastic to see him, and jumping all around at his invitation to play. For some reason - we'll blame the hormones even if she doesn't realize their efficacy - she was lethargic, lazy. Reek's explanation was understandable. Tavi was pleased that he would think of her when confronted with a pretty bug, and even raised her head at its mention, only to flop it back down unceremoniously in time with his play-bow.

That's cool. What did it look like? Her question was genuine, she was interested - but again, lethargy colored her tone and made her sound less charmed than she felt. Tavi hadn't been in this area during spring before, so who knows, maybe there were strange and new bugs to bear witness to? Her tail dragged along the ground, the tip flicking happily, and she tucked the appendage close to herself; inadvertently spreading the faint scent of her proestrus like a sweet perfume.