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Sorana and Caracal could have been fast friends if things didn't go sideways so quickly.

With her hearing having finally sharpened along with the straightening of her ears, Sorana had completed her transformation from soft, fuzzy potato to insatiably curious ball of energy. She was quick to respond to visitors with her characteristic bright smiles and whirling tail, only the company she received was typically of the familiar variety.

This time, it was someone new. Sorana hesitated a moment to blink up at Caracal, and that was all she was able to do before Reyes appeared in front of her to physically bar their way. Sorana's relationship with her daddy was not so different from the one she had with mama — infinitely trusting and deeply loving — so this reaction to the stranger was alarming.

Sorana shuffled back to hide behind Reyes, peeking past with wide eyes at Bridget. She trusted the bright-furred tripod inherently because Teya did, but in that moment, it was clear her daddy held her heart completely, because in that look was a flash of confusion and fear.

Not of Reyes, but of Bridget and Caracal.