Iktome Plains sugar, spice, and everything nice

She looked over the male again, trying to find the source of Cry's worry that was subtly radiating from him -- and failed to notice the illness from the blossom-wolf altogether. She pulled up a toothy grin and posed her own name: "I'm Phex."
She blinked softly and her tail fluttered, there was a soft chill on the air; it would get much colder yet. 

She pulled herself up again, tail now softly brushing the grass, and looked pointedly at the other with curiosity and expectations. 

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