The Sunspire i might like to know you

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She came forward, and Anouke cowered in an involuntary manner, her ears pinning themselves firmly against her skull, her shoulders slouching. It was an automatic response to anyone who  seemed greater than herself, which was pretty much everyone, and it was something that she could not help. She smiled shyly, having been asked what each of the flowers were. By the confident way in which the woman sorted through the bundle, Anouke wondered if she had knowledge of plants, as well. It seemed a likely assumption.

The dark she-wolf was intimidated then, and when she spoke, her voice wavered. Nevertheless, she named each of the flowers, pausing when she came to the last of them, the pink bulbs. I am... not sure what these are. Do you know? Her smile warmed. M-my name is Anouke. Just... so you know. She had a feeling that this stranger was not interested in knowing her name, but it seemed like the polite thing to say, anyway.

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