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As she thought, the subject change was an immense relief. She let her smile grow and bloom with Ani's clear enthusiasm, and she pondered the wispy air around them at the girl's question, eyes wistful.

It's called 'fog', she explained. Some say it's spirits, walking among us. I'd like to think that might be the case.

She suddenly felt Ibis nearby, and her fur prickled slightly, her heart warming.

I lost my Mama, some seasons ago, Lilitu went on. Maybe she's here with us now.