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“Dunno,” she dully supplied before Fox noticed the pair. “Looks weird.” The red-furred female from the meeting did notice them eventually, though, and when she did she was quick to explain that they were "itchy fuckers". Having never really thought about what fuckers looked like, Saēna immediately assumed tiny wolves were walking on her back. Throwing caution to the wind, the rust-marked pup began to approach Fox, squinting and extending her snout as though hoping to catch a tiny wolf herself. The closest comparison was Saēna's imagined fairies from her childhood, which would also have been tiny wolves, but she knew now they didn't exist.

She stopped just sort of walking right into the small Beta when Pura spoke from behind. She set her paws back firmly on the ground, staring suspiciously up at Fox now, and immediately took her brother's side. “Yeah, it's gotta be. Itchy fuckers don't exist.” Having matter-of-factly stated her opinion, Saēna took several slow steps back into she was back in line with her sibling and cousin, awaiting Junior's confirmation as well.