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Aylu's arms wrapped warmly around her, cuddling the pup. She wasn't small anymore, too large to pick up and hold in one's arms, though she still loved cuddling. Long legs stretched out before her, absolutely no fat on her rapidly growing body. Stubbornly Dalgina shook her head at the words, refusing to accept the pack and the change. This wasn't her pack, her home. She belonged in Ichika. It's a mistake. Mahn will take us back ingali again>
Aylu's soft crooning calmed the upset pup. Seeing a familiar face here definitely helped with the shaky transition, lightening her heart. The pack might be strange, but there was at least one friend she could count one. She listened to Aylu's words, old enough to consider them now, if not understand the depth behind them. A reason? Dalgina thought about it, realizing that he was right. There was probably a reason behind them coming here, even if she didn't know it. Her side was stroked softly as she settled down, looking around. It's different.
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