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as her mother rose, swept toward her, toula spun-bounced in an excited circle. yes! then, a giddy squeal as her mothers teeth applied slight pressure upon the tip of her tail. toula turned to weave in and out from beneath her mothers legs, and only when her mother spoke did toula pause to look at her.
this time, her ears pressed forward, only just. and she responded, mimicking the question only in its inquiring intonation, bab oh. eeee ba ooo? before she pressed ahead in a prance imbued with her gaiety. again, she moved toward the mouth of the den, though she looked over her shoulder to make sure her mother was joining her.