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My tags are being mean im so sorry!

Vajoojoo was her friend now! Even if small and tiny, and maybe weird, and she deemed him dumb just because he was tiny-- he was the best kind of dumb body! What kind of wolf was a wolf that brought her snackies if not a good wolf?

So, when the mazoi marched in the room with a puffed chest, she tossed an eye to Vajoojoo, incredulous. Why was he looking at her like that? And why was the new boy all huddled up? Good! Should be huddled up! This was Akashingo turf! PEASANT!

Vajoojoo looked more serious though. This settled the demon down, simmered as her mind slowly trailed. Gucci had been kind to her.
No interrogation today.

Mouth coming to an open with air sucking in her lips, she closed it quickly afterwards and perked an ear to the cornered man. A tilting head, perked up ears!