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Keshi's protectiveness was heart-warming, truly, but couldn't she see that this stranger was not much of a threat? Isabella knew it was foolish to judge based on appearances, but truly, the stranger did not seem dangerous at all. She moved the slightest bit closer, tail flicking against the sunflower.

Pleasure to meet you, Gossamer. she smiled.

I'm here taking her advice, she looked back at Keshi, sharing the expression already painted across a pretty face. What are you doing here, friend? A surprise to run into you, that's for sure. Again, she'd give the golden girl a moment to relay her own name, should she like.

If she didn't, Isabella would simply continue referring to her as a friend.