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“Ok, ok I get it.” Everything she had been observing since their last confrontation came to a head. Maybe he was just that good. She could still feel the skepticism, but it was slowly slipping in to an admiration. “But, Kavik… don’t beat yourself up.” Glancing at the herd she wondered what the deer had heard. Her ears perked, before she glanced back at Kavik. “You’re more fun when you’re not so gloomy.”

Leaning in toward him, she nudged his shoulder and smirked. “You might start to scare the children.” She held in a giggle at the man’s expense.