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She huffed a bashful laugh at his teasing remark. He was right, everything had happened quite rapidly! Masquerade’s life had changed in an instant, when she’d gotten her first whiff of New Snow’s heat. Add in the grief from Avicus’s passing and the past few weeks had been a whirlwind, to say the least.

It’s partly instinctual, she explained, an umbrella term to ascribe these recent shifts in her nature, but he’s been there for me, especially lately. I know he has my back and that means a lot.

There was someone else who nearly always had her back. She was looking at him. Masque smiled softly. They’d had a bockety few days but Mulherin had always been her rock. She hoped that wouldn’t change anytime soon.

Everybody, she teased in return. You’re the last to know. She snorted, swatting at his forelegs before her eyes softened. You’re the first, Mul. Although I bet Mountain Boulder figured it out with his silent, wily ways…