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The brush of his shoulder was comforting and elicited and even wider smile from Effie. The tension in her body eased some, and she pushed away all of the insecurity that beat at her newly found confidence. She would be fine, regardless of what happened here today.

She nodded, her smile turning into a wide grin. Okay, she said. Then she turned towards the borders and lifted her muzzle to the sky to release a soft, ethereal howl, emitting it long enough that the call was sure to stretch across the territory, or so she hoped. She lowered her muzzle and gave Rye another smile before focusing her attention back on the borders to wait for whomever would answer.