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The epsilon watched as the man stepped back out of the water. He was a rather decent specimen, cloaked in tones of russet and ocher, not too much unlike many others of his kind. He seemed fairly well muscled, though his build was clearly more for agility than strength. It was his eyes that caught her attention most, for she couldn't remember the last time she'd seen any like it--like splinters of ice and frost.

"Men are all I ever find here," Fin replied, allowing a little grin to slip across her muzzle. "Don't mistake that for a complaint, though." She flicked the tip of her tail tauntingly for a moment before she continued, "So what's your reason for being here? Saw the springs and thought you'd stop for a rejuvenating, freshwater soak? I hear it's great for your fur. Gives it extra shine and volume." Her eyes danced with mirth as she smirked at him.

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