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As sassy as Faye is, as independent as she wants to be, she remains dutiful. When Sunny’s howl reaches her, she immediately turns, expecting to see her mother nearby but when she doesn’t see her, she gawks inwardly and widens her eyes. Oh, so it is a race you want? As if Aviana knew they were now in a race, Faye takes off as fast as her little legs will carry her and rushes toward the sound of the call. 

The group is small when she arrives but her mother very clearly has beaten her here. Faye huffs quietly before trotting over and sitting down next to her mom and listening idly to information that more or less goes right over her head.