Wild Berry Meadow So free my mind, all the talking

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The voice he heard was familiar. He lit up, swiftly turning to face her. I did! He declared, because in fact he had missed her voice. There was so much to tell her, bad and good. It seemed like whenever he ran into her, it was because a new chapter in his strange, intense life had started. She was some kind of check-in buddy for him.
You wouldn't get it. It's not punny enough, he grinned slyly. He stood there so she could make a show of making meaningful, slow steps, pretending like she was queen of the earth and he was just a loyal subject.
Evidently, things had changed for her too. She had gained weight, and he was certain he could smell many others on her coat. I barely recognize you, Ms. Vagabond. What did you do to my skinny loner friend?? He had a goofy grin splashed across his features. He was very pleased to see her, but acted as though in shock. To be honest, he had expected she might join a pack before the winter based on their last conversation.