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It was bittersweet advice that the girl had no choice to take. Amaranth offered her a hand and Ever hesitated. She had yet to figure out the ways of the strawberry female. But her head spun with uneasiness and she accepted, using her help to balance. Standing on two legs and able to balance, even in a shaky way, astounded the storm cloud pelted girl. She didn’t know if she and Ayita’s daughter would ever get along, but neither of them seemed to take a step to change it until now.
“Thanks,” Ever mumbled as she flexed the thick blades of grass between her toes. She was feeling tall and accepting now, finally able to look her stepsister in the eye. The breeze disheveled the two female’s fur, so different in color, and brought the sweet scent of wild flowers.
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