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"Oh no, nothing like that," the piebald was quick to assure as her sky blue eyes widened with intimidation at the idea. It still hadn't quite occurred to her that somebody might be unkind just because of the differences in their taxonomy or appearance. But it was nice to know that the leaders wouldn't tolerate such behavior from their subordinates. "Thank you though, for the offer." A laugh escaped her, trying to imagine Wraen bent over some arrangement of occult items, casting a hex or jinx of some kind.