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Dalgina looked up at the male curiously. She didn't think that she wouldn't be alive, considering how she was still very much there. It was an odd thing to say. She could give her name. Dalgina. Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii. It was a big name, but it was all hers. Her tail wagged slightly as he offered to warm her up. She padded over, his hand gently stroking her, warm and soft to the touch. She pressed into it happily, taking in all the warmth she could get. It didn't seem she could ever get enough, the chill remaining where it was.
She was scooped into the air, and Dalgina met his eyes steadily before being tucked into his clothes. She squirmed into the heat the best that she could, trying to warm up. Not get sick. It didn't sound very fun. Dalgina liked where she was anyways. Nestled inside she rested her head on his chest as he began to move back down the mountains. The offer of taking her home had her tail wagging inside the small confinement. Want to see Keldava! Keldava help me touch tochina. That was all she had wanted.
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