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Malguk had found her time nestled under her Aaka's tail. Her face, covered in a silly way with strands of tail fur blocking the light. If not hers, it was Sisamat's. The way his tail wriggled sometimes made her unable to contain herself! How was she supposed to save it from the jaws of her teeth when he tempted them so? Aaka fed them, and never left them, and she decided that Aaka would stay with them forever! Aaka was forbidden from leaving, because Aaka fed them, Aaka loved them, and Aaka had the most beautiful voice ever!

But Aaka had been quiet lately. And slow. There were her back legs that trembled when she climbed over top of them, and she did not sing with the same joys as she once had when she jumped before her face. There was something quiet about their own little ulaq.

It always felt better when Aapa appeared. "Aaba?" Oblivious to talk, and anything they ever could have meant, she paddled over in bounding steps. Nuzzled at his leg, climbed up it and tried to swat his attention slowly. Aapa always made Aaka smile so wide.

"Aaba.." Aapa! Aapa! She loved Aapa. Aapa perhaps was here with yummies? With songs? Aapa could be here only to see them, but regardless, the baby's mouth moved to express all of these things. "Aaba.. Baaaa. Aaba hoome?" There was something in the way they spoke to one another right now, and the way they moved, that made her feel so strange. "Aaba... Aaba.."