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[Axelle Napier]

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Axelle cursed under her breath. Stupid human pollution. The male called out to her. He didn’t seem all that bad, but sometimes that kind demeanor was only a front. A front to lure you in until they’ve got you. Still, her curiosity wanted her to meet dangerous people. She poked her head out from behind the rock with her ears pointing forward. She looked very inquisitive. Then her body followed cautiously. She didn’t approach, though. She stayed where she was and her body posture was kind of nervous. Her tail hung slightly curled under her, but not obviously. She stepped one step closer and sniffed the air. No, he didn’t smell like danger. It was decided.

She padded over towards him and sat down by the fire. It was cold, and the fire was warm. The fire also reminded her of some memories of burning pups that she would like to keep out of the conversation. It captured her eyes though, and she couldn’t leave the dancing flames even if she tried. Barely conscious, she began to talk to the male before her. She didn’t even look at him much to notice what he looked like. It was almost like the fire caught her in a trance.

Hello. What is your name?





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