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he shook his head in answer to her first question. no, they lived in a forest, he explained. he'd point in that direction, but. . .he wasn't exactly sure of the direction. as for finding rosalyn again, he shrugged, looking toward the beach. we were traveling down there, so she might still be down there, he said vaguely. maybe.

cam was about to perhaps venture downward when her comment took him aback. he blinked at her, mouth slightly agape. erm, thanks, he said uncertainly, shifting his paws in an awkward manner. he didn't know what his eyes looked like. he'd never seen them. but his pelt was black like mummy's, and so. . . are they the color of a sunset? cam asked, a little hopefully.

if he was the twin of his mother, they must have the same eyes, right?

he was waiting for her answer, excited to hear her confirm what he deeply supposed, when the ruddy-brown form of rosalyn appeared below, staring up at them. oh, there she is, he remarked off-hand, jerking his chin toward the woman and giving her an apologetic glance.