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Eris is by Alaine!
The dark-furred woman paused, hesitating as her hand overed over her son's arm. She looked him over, yellow-green eyes sweeping from the tips of his ears all the way down to his toes, slowly. She withdrew her hand and settled across from him, crossing one leg over the other. When Eris was well-seated and comfortable, the dusky-furred woman reached out to place a hand on Pandemic's knee.
My dear boy, she said. How have you been? Is everything alright? Pandemic had never been particularly rambunctious, even as a child. But despite his usual stoic demeanor, the dark-furred hybrid thought there was something deeper amiss with her silver-eyed son. She could not begin to guess what -- to her knowledge, Pandemic was perfectly happy with Salsola and the direction his life had taken. Of course, there was still Larkspur to grieve, as she well knew, but even the hurt of this was fading from Eris -- or perhaps it was just the excitement of having seen his ghost reflected in Pandemic's features.
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