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Her declaration didn’t surprise him in the least. Caracal smiled fondly at Heda, reaching out to brush his muzzle against hers, their whiskers tickling. He followed her example and looked around, testing the air. He’d passed through this area many times, though he’d never really lingered.

Nope, I’m good. I miss the island and I’m ready to go home, he said to her. I’ll be right beside you, though I can also hang back once we get there. I know Mireille isn’t the biggest fan of dudes… Caracal huffed a quiet laugh. I can hang out in the background while you have some girl time.