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for one reason or another, she turned her head.

there was a boy. younger than her, not as young as her newer half-siblings but not as old as her. this much was evident by looks along.

he was kinda...cute? she had never seen it before, the dappling of his fur. his eyes mismatched.

a thought she quickly banished, as she composed herself. eyes bright and now focused on the living thing before here instead of the mysterious boulder.

hello. i am princess makono of akashingo. i don't believe we've met yet.