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“You look pretty grand to me!” Siv exclaimed with a quick smile, motioning with her muzzle towards the male, as though he might have been confused as to who she was referring to. He was much larger than she was. Composed of thick sinewy muscle and handsome earthy colors, the coywolf girl found herself rather impressed with Amon. “Plus, last names aren’t all they’re cracked up to be… let me tell ya,” she then added, trying to make the male feel better about not having a surname. Now, Siv was the type of girl who treasured her family name. It really was nothing special when it came to the rest of the world, but it was the only tie that she had to her father.
Allowing the male to take his place beside her, Siv set off at a steady pace along the caldera. Already, her mood was brightening; she’d found a form of pleasant company – someone she’d never met before – and she was acting as a tour guide. What more was there? Darting her bright blue gaze upwards at the tall male, Siv peered at him curiously. “When did ya join the caldera, Amon?” she inquired with a half-smile.
“You look pretty grand to me!” Siv exclaimed with a quick smile, motioning with her muzzle towards the male, as though he might have been confused as to who she was referring to. He was much larger than she was. Composed of thick sinewy muscle and handsome earthy colors, the coywolf girl found herself rather impressed with Amon. “Plus, last names aren’t all they’re cracked up to be… let me tell ya,” she then added, trying to make the male feel better about not having a surname. Now, Siv was the type of girl who treasured her family name. It really was nothing special when it came to the rest of the world, but it was the only tie that she had to her father.
Allowing the male to take his place beside her, Siv set off at a steady pace along the caldera. Already, her mood was brightening; she’d found a form of pleasant company – someone she’d never met before – and she was acting as a tour guide. What more was there? Darting her bright blue gaze upwards at the tall male, Siv peered at him curiously. “When did ya join the caldera, Amon?” she inquired with a half-smile.
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