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Bambi ran her fingers through her mane a few times, smoothing it down then twisting it in to a long silver braid. Her spotted ears flickered as she heard the snapping of branches, causing her to become more alert. It was one of the reasons she liked forests, if you could speak its language, you could detect almost anything. Sure enough, true to the wildwood's warning, a four legged critter popped out from behind a tree. He seemed to be happy, and the way he carried himself automatically made her stand up a tad straighter herself.
The dog couldn't help but crack a smile at his cheery demeanor, "I'm Bambi or Five. Nice to meet you, Skoll." She occasionally used her number as her last name, rather than Lafron. It wasn't that she disliked her actual last name, she had just become so attached to her numeral after using only that for so many years. She listened on as the young being spoke, now questioning her origin. "Yep! I'm an.. An Aussie they used to call it, I think." She said, meeting his eyes and smiling softly.
Only when she gave herself a moment to take in the appearance of the stranger did she realize how small he was. Bambi herself was around 2 years.. But this wolfdog in front of her looked to be only a few months. She had never really dealt with pups before- For she was more of a worker than a caregiver. "Where is your mum?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. Bambi never got to bond with her mother, but she knew to others, they were usually an important influence on their life. "Are you lost?" She was more so worried than curious.. "Imagine the trouble we'd get into if we were harboring a lost pup,"
She was overwhelmed with the adorable excitement that filled Skoll when he saw her bunnies. They were closer now and Firefly was peering up at the stranger, her nose wiggling furiously as she sniffed him out. "The white one- That's Firefly. And the brown one is Avery.. He's not as friendly." The tan rabbit hung back closer to Bambi, sitting halfway on her foot. As she remembered the experience with Terra where her other male rabbit had been killed, she spoke again. "They're friends, okay? Not food. But we can catch something if you're hungry?" She wasn't sure it someone of his age would know how to hunt, but she decided to offer it anyways.
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