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It was strange how Genie didn't remind her of anyone since she had met so many wolves already. Genie wasn't like anyone, as far as Chusi knew, and that made her all the more interesting. She wished she could look into Genie's mind and find out what made her so socially awkward - why she seemed so unsure of cuddling while it was the more reasonable thing to do. She was wet, the night was cold and sleeping all cuddled up was a better way of spending it.

Still, Chusi closed her eyes approvingly when she settled at last, feeling her muscles relax a bit later. Chusi had never been informed of the male and female stereotypes or if one should only date one of the other sex. She hadn't been attracted to another female except for finding some pretty to look at, like how she found Lotte pretty - and Genie as well. Could she love one of them the way she had Ingram? She guessed yes.

Chusi smiled, not knowing why Genie was thanking her. For the food? A good evening? A new friend? The fact Genie was allowed to cuddle up against her? All of these were things she didn't even want to be thanked for, but she kept quiet. 'Goodnight Genie... She mumbled softly - somewhat purring.