Whitebark Stream Rose garden filled with thorns

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One good shake, and her coat was as dry as she could make it. She glanced around to check her surroundings, but her gaze was quickly drawn to Stigmata when his greeting sound reached her ears. She was surprised to see him. He had hinted that he might be back around here, but she never put any worth in words. Actions were the only thing that proved anything to the snowy leader; it was a lesson learned a long time ago but was not one she would easily forget. She studied him silently for a few seconds before lowering her head back to her meal to begin eating, clearly having no issue with his presence. 

After a few more minutes, she moved to lie down, fish held between her front paws as she continued to eat, offering her visitor a few cursory glances mostly intended to check if he was still there.