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Wiffle called out his name, causing Eljay to feel relieved. She sounded like she was fine. Her scent was still weird and a little alluring, but Eljay couldn't quite place it. He'd smelled it before, but it was different then and not on Wiffle, which confused him greatly. It was like a memory that he just couldn't access entirely. Eljay glanced at the other guy, feeling like chasing him away, but it seemed he was harmless for the moment.

Eljay made his way to the burrow. He nearly sent a warning to the other guy not to get too close, but just in time managed to calm himself with a mental reprimand of 'Eljay, he's not doing anything wrong'! The guy was clearly a little disappointed, but he stepped back nonetheless. Uh, hi, Eljay said super awkwardly as he looked at the dude he didn't know well yet. He poked his nose into the burrow to see if Wiffle was alright, the scent intensifying as he did.