patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.
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Catherine was in one of hers overjoy momments. Seeing the two pups dancing around her felt so good. As their mother moved and sitted near her, the brownish one started giggling. She didn't know why, but her laugh was making that moment even better. The laugh of a kid was always so comforting...

Their names weren't that different. She knew that she had already saw those before, though she didn't remember from where. The only one that surprised her was Ocèane's. What was that, Latin? As she followed them along with their names, her attention returned to the one that was still away, the cremy one. It surely seemed irritating, to not even greet someone new.

"Sure it is." she agreeded with the female's comment. Not only acquaintances, but friends too. She noticed that, slowly, she was meeting the rest of the tribe. Who else didn't she meet? Sometimes, she wondered if this tribe was bigger than it seemed.

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