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Vigilante chuckled to himself as he walked beside the puppy, not wanting to allow her to walk too far away from him incase she slipped on the damp ground or fell in the water. He would not risk his Dauphine's puppy getting hurt under his watch, but he was not obvious about his vigilance. The two of them could have fun exploring the grotto without her even knowing he was watching her so carefully.
"It is!" he said, curled tail wagging gently against his back. "What do you think it's doing down here?" he asked her. He knew what it had been used for, though he wasn't certain if she knew, but he was curious to know her take on the sunken ship.
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