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She gaped, wondering if she was hearing things correctly. Fennec and him. . .broke up? Wait, what the fuck was up with his nose? Killdeer? Oh—that was his kid, right?

Blueberry was completely and utterly lost, and yet with the realization that Bronco was now unattached. . .

She could have floated upon the air she breathed.

Oh, wow, was all she could manage, voice tinged in surprise and sympathy. That's—wow. I'm sorry, Bronco. Well, no, but it's a nice thing to say. What's up with your nose? Can I go with you?

She had no loyalty to Fennec, only this man. If he were truly leaving, then she would follow—even, truthfully, if he said no. She'd just follow at a distance, or something.