Moonsong Glacier I've carried this pre-conceived, false belief

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“Why of course madam Myna. I would love to!” Hototo politely said, draping the fur over her back. 

He accidentally brushed by her as he was draping the fur. The feel of Myna’s fur was unlike anything that he had ever felt before. Normally, wolf’s fur is thick and dull to protect themselves from the harsh winters here. Her fur was extravagantly soft and pristine! 

He longingly yearned to feel that warm and fluffy fur once more and wanted to complement Myna for it, but instead, he blushed and said sorry as he quickly started heading back to his den. 

He tried breaking the stillness that followed as he walked in silence for a couple of minutes by asking Myna “So, um…How long have you been in these here parts? You don’t smell like the rest of the pack yet, so probably not that long right?”.

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