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........The girl's mind continued to reel and all she could manage was to star somewhat dumbfounded at the older pup. She certainly hadn't expected the whining to have come from Conor, that had been surprise number one. But now that she knew who it was, she had expected him to be mean again. Once again, her expectations had turned out to not be true. He was being the exact opposite of mean now. Cambria watched as he set the flower down and took on a stance that was very similar to her own. Why was he sad? He had been sad before, the first time she had seen him, before he had said she wasn't pretty. He had been very shy and she had wanted to make him feel better, but all she had received in thanks had been an insult. That made her very hesitant to make any move to try and comfort the boy now.
........Though at his next words her folded back ears slightly perked. She could hear the regret in his voice and it was clear to her now that he was sorry for saying that she wasn't pretty. Had it all just been a mistake or something? No, mistake wasn't the right word, but she didn't know what else to call it. Then he looked away from her, seemingly unable to look at her. The silence hung thick and oppressive in the air and the pup swallowed and she shifted her weight from foot to foot. Sea foam eyes looked back to Conor and she managed to take a couple steps closer to him. She looked at the flower, then back up to the boy. "Weallies?" she asked, her voice not as shaky as it had been before. Did he really think that she was prettier than that pretty flower? The Marino's eyes no longer threatened tears, though they remained a bit watery.
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