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Tiki met her gaze, the look on her face encouraging Pie to pad closer. She closed the distance with nary a hesitation, sliding her muzzle against her sister’s before nudging her beneath her eye. The slightly older of the two pulled back a few feet, honoring Tiki’s space.

She didn’t want to push her into speaking either, so Treepie said, I heard there’s a dog living here. I’d like to find them. You’re welcome to come with me if you like.

It did not necessitate a verbal response, nor any other action besides falling into step as Tiuttuk turned slightly, snout pointing downward. She didn’t know if @Haedwig’s predictions and prejudices were correct, though she assumed the dog might feel most comfortable at lower altitudes. Thus it made sense to start at the bottom of the mountain and work their way upward.

Unaware of just who she was looking for exactly, Pie nonetheless kept all her senses peeled as she began the search for @Cosmo.