Making her way home
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Isa crouched down respectfully, taking on a more submissive pose. Tharin's tail rose behind him in response, head held high with pride over being able to claim land and be one of the pack's protectors. It was good to see her, even if the form she was in had surprised him. Tharin was beginning to learn that it was nothing to be startled at, feeling a little alone in being one of the few without another form. He wished to meet someone like him, though he didn't particularly crave gaining these other forms the others were able to enter.

Tharin approached, not too sure what she meant with her open arms. Everything he saw about her was welcoming though. Tharin stepped into her grasp, nuzzling gently against her. He didn't feel that she would harm him, though he tensed slightly as the arms wrapped around him. Confusion flooded his face before realizing it was rather like a nuzzle, simply using the arms instead of her head. Tharin responded the best he could, tail wagging. What are you doing here?


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