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Baby girl, I'm just a blur
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She looked back at the younger girl. She could barely even remember when she had been that age. Who had first taught her to fish? To hunt? She didn't know. Probably Phoenix, though; he'd been really involved in her life. And the pack had been really supportive. Were the Crimson Dreams wolves supportive of Mati? Why was she out running around by herself, anyway?
Ember frowned. What was wrong with Mati? "You okay, Kiddo? What's wrong? We can cook it--I'll start us a fire." She got up, kicking away some of the brush and pulling a few sticks into a pile. After all that had happened, the kid could probably use a meal. "What about fire? You wanna see some fire?" She asked, trying to draw her attention away from the fish.
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