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Draugr is by Wander!

The dark-furred wolfdog had been fearful of the garden before she had hands. Young as she was, Dra had been absolutely certain she was going to trample over something unintentionally and ruin everything. The drab wolfdog still did not feel particularly graceful, but at least now she was certain of her own strength and knew enough about where to put her feet. Odessa, on the other hand, seemed everything a proper adult woman should be -- graceful, pretty, reserved. She wore mourning beautifully, and though Dra knew its cause to be sadness, the woody-hued Bambino could not help but notice how well it suited her.

Draugr did not yet fully understand envy, but she might have said part of her envied Odessa, at least in that moment. She stood in the pale light of early afternoon, all the silver in her fur seeming to glow like starlight. The Bambino, on the other hand, felt gangly and too-tall, with too-large paws. Certainly, she was no she-giant like mama Siv, but she was not the same as small and womanly Odessa, either. There was hope, though -- she was still young, and she could grow as easily as the plants within this garden.

Anything you want to teach me, miss Odessa, anything, the youth breathed, trying to conceal her excitement. Proper ladies didn't get boisterous and excited, but Dra could not help the puppyish grin that spread across her face. She dipped her muzzle low to conceal it, her small ears folding back into her silver-tipped hair. I mean, she added more quietly, though the white tip of her tail wavered on, thank you.

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