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she listened and found her father's words to be both reassuring and not. it certainly wasn't fair; Sunny speaking of being so grown up and smart, and thinking so highly of himself, and then making stupid decisions and attempting to blame them on her. she huffed, ears twitching as she thought of the last time she had seen him, and hoping that it would be the last for a while. when he finished and planted a kiss on her head, she muttered, " really, really deep."

she glanced back up at her Da when he finished speaking, not quite snuggling up to him, but not out of any type of malice, she was simply not in the mood to do so. she sat close, listening, before dipping her head in acknowledgement. she was far from finished being angry.  when he spoke of his temper, she added after a moment, "like sometimes wanting to push Sunny off a small cliff?" and small smile shaped the end of her muzzle showed she wasn't totally serious. though, sometimes...

she realized that he hadn't quite answered his question about Adeline, and thus asked, a little subdued, "Is that why Adeline left? You got angry?" she could hardly fear her father becoming angry at her, couldn't picture it. couldn't really picture her father becoming truly  angry with anyone, least of all Adeline.