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It came as little surprise when the girl refused to be returned so easily, but the wild-furred yearling huffed out an indignant snort nonetheless. She reacted immediately, following the pup at an easy pace for several yards. Naively, she hoped the chase would wear away some of the child's energy; she might have known her error if she'd ever had much experience with children, beyond observing their antics from a distance.

You're going the wrong way, She told her playfully as she finally sped up to close the distance, unsure of the accuracy of her statement. When she'd reached the pup, she moved swiftly to lift her gently by the scruff, unwilling to allow her another escape. If one of the traveling group appeared and decided she was making a meal of the pup, well. She'd deal with that when it happened.