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Fox rolled her eyes at Robin's nickname for her. "If I'm a baby, you're... I don't know, whatever comes before a baby." Not that Fox thought little of her sister. Granted, they hadn't exactly grown up together, but it wasn't like they were strangers, either. More like distant friends. Fox wondered if they would ever be more than that, but she knew things like friendship couldn't exactly be predicted.

The yearling had summoned Robin, so she figured it was best to take the reins of the conversation. "Are you staying this time?" she asked. Fox had joked about hunting Robin down and dragging her back to the creek the last time they'd been around one another, but she left that aside for now. Robin hadn't left yet, but Fox just had a feeling that her sister wasn't going to stay for long.