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His ears, too, cupped toward the call, curious of who it could be. Another potential denizen of the woods? Pyg felt his mouth curve in a smile at the thought, and he nodded as Ibis bade him farewell, understanding. Aye, later, he drawled casually.

Once the girl had vanished into the trees, he looked around where he stood, unsure of what to do next.

Then, his eyes lit upon another pile of leaves. Without a second thought, he leapt towards it with a joyous bark and scattered them all about in a sort-of rainbow of fall foliage. Winter was coming, and they would be just fine.