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She paused to gaze out to sea, something catching her eye closer to the shore. Meerkat canted her head and watched as a few snowflakes swirled through the air over the incoming whitecaps. The sea breeze picked up strength and pushed against her, heavy with the scent of ice crystals. Perhaps they would see snowfall later this afternoon.

Her amber eyes drifted down the strip of sand, instantly attracted to the spot of red against the pale backdrop. Her face brightened nearly as quickly. Meerkat swiveled to face Mireille, trotting gently to meet her in the middle.

I was just thinking about you earlier, the Laramite declared. I was wondering something, actually… she confessed, then hesitated.