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Chessur's response was less than friendly, but Portia didn't really expect one-- so this was plenty. it was Dio's arrival that brought a wide smile to her jaws, and she nuzzled his cheek sweetly. "have you met Chessur, Dio?" she asked the man, motioning towards the chestnut-colored female. "she is a healer as well," she added, tail waving, her eyes glinting.

soon, Thuringwethil joined them, and Portia greeted her again with a humble dip of her head and a wag of her tail. "can't wait!" she purred happily, nudging Dio with a shoulder.