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Fox addressed them after a moment, explaining that she had some sort of infestation. Osprey's muzzle wrinkled. That didn't sound pleasant at all. And what did it mean when these... things... took over your skin? Unlike Saēna, Junior was more accurately picturing little bugs. Would Fox eventually be crawling with them? The thought made her skin crawl.

"You should talk to our Aunt Willow," she said, hanging back as Saēna took a closer look. She glanced sideways when a quiet Pura approached. "Her fur? She said it's her skin," Junior answered him, not to correct him but because she thought her brother might be onto something. Maybe red fur was particularly itchy? For whatever reason, Junior could accept that logic.

"But what are itchy fuckers? Is that a kind of spider?" she demanded in the next breath, blinking between the wise Saēna—she always had the answers—and the itchy Beta.