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Alrighty! ^^

Danica cocked an eyebrow as the girl flopped down in the mud and set to wailing. A tantrum, how quaint. Amused, she flicked a bit of mud at her, cocking her head. "So it's gonna be that way, is it?" With a sudden forward motion, she plucked the pup up by her scruff, grimacing as the taste of mud filled her senses. Ugh.

"Off we go," she mumbled, voice muffled by the fur clasped in her jaws. Towing the rambunctious child, she started back in the direction of Tuwawi's den. She felt no ill will towards Maera and her spirit... quite the opposite. She just didn't feel like dealing with a worried mother.