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Fin paused in her sniffing when she heard something whining nearby. She tipped her muzzle to look behind her, choosing to peer out between her legs rather than lift her head and look over her shoulders. She canted her head and frowned at the sound. After a few seconds, curiosity got the better of her. She headed towards the source of the noise, only to find ...whoever this was.

"You alright?" Fin asked, quirking a brow at the girl. She did recognize her as the inverted shadow that Phox usually had glued to his heels. It appeared she had gotten unbuttoned from him somehow and was wandering on her own - an activity that was clearly uncomfortable for her. Fin took a casual posture, but didn't lower her gaze from the pale female's anxious face.