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The cries stopped for a moment as Skaigona glanced up at her. Druid offered a friendly wave of her tapered tail and a smile, though it slipped off her face at her friend’s question. Her little brow knitted together in slight confusion.

There, she said after a moment, taking a seat beside Skaigona so she could raise a forepaw and point at Sequoia’s figure curled inside the den.

This answer did not seem to reassure Skaigona particularly. Druid’s face scrunched as the girl restlessly gnawed at the stick, only to abandon it a moment later and exhibit searching behaviors.

Druid sat up a little straighter, then rolled onto her feet as she queried, You hun’in’?