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Imaq blinked her aquamarines owlishly, seeming to be similarly struck -- though not by the boy, Caracal's, features. Rather, Selkie was muted by her own timorous nature. She dipped her head in a slow movement as she was acknowledged. "Salutitsik, Caracal," the dog murmured in hushed tones. "Imaq," she introduced herself with another bob of her creamy chin, as if gesturing to herself. 

Her gaze flickered between the two near-years, the hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips to see the bashful look upon the bold girl's face. It was heartwarming. Seelie lingered, thinking perhaps Lane's apprentice might need her to fetch some herbs -- should he require them for Heda's injury.