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At the compliment (which was the only way Sequoia was going to take what Camilla said), Sequoia smiled from ear to pointy ear. Funny that her siblings had never been able to pick up on how nice she was! You're nice, too! she ricocheted back, and she meant it. Even though Camilla seemed a little bit sad and on edge, she was decidedly nice. Sequoia couldn't imagine why anybody would want to yell at her or wouldn't like her, as Camilla suspected that Towhee did.

Can you tell me more about your sisters? And the moon and sea and all that stuff? she asked. Sequoia had become overly curious about the traditions that various packs had, and it sounded like Camilla's in particular was very unique. She settled down onto her elbows, gazing at Camilla with ready-to-listen eyes.