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Dutch didn't mind being stared at as if he was a supermodel. Vain as he was, the panther fancied he understood the rare, rare urge. But, even if he hadn't, he likely wouldn't have noticed this woman's odd gaze. He was too busy gaping at her, having never before encountered a full-blooded dog.

"Then I must say, hey, you," he barked, still a little taken aback but apparently himself enough to make a joke of things already; "Are you alright?"

She looked decidedly not alright, but he would not insult her by saying so right off the bat. He thought she might, perhaps, be his elder by a number of years, but of course, he would not be saying that either.