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When her mother spoke, Chacal's unwavering, aroding gaze remained on her mother's features, noting the way her eyes sparkled as she spoke the names of her siblings. She had yet to identify that the words were a means of differentiating between herself and her siblings, but it wouldn't take long. She was simply basking in the fact that she was receiving undivided attentin from her mother, as she was in fact well aware that she had to share the attention and adoration with several other siblings. Not that she minded, of course- as Chacal was often more content to simply co-exist rather than be targeted for play or attention...But having a simple, loving, one-on-one moment with her mother made her inexplicably happy.