Good Things in Life
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Dalgina nodded her head. She was rather proud of her name. The first part meant she was the goddess of the night and winter, with the second part meaning she belonged to her family. No other family in the entire world could take away that attachment. That didn't mean she actually used the full name every single time. Dalgina was used to being called just that, or even Gina by her sister. Keldava nicknamed everyone though, so that was alright. Her tail wagged behind her happily, perfectly agreeable.

She cocked her head, looking up at Sidra. If Sidra wasn't from here, where was she from? Straining her mind Dalgina thought about everything she knew about the world, which wasn't much. The trip to the new pack was the farthest Dalgina had ever gone. She did know about some things though, like the arctic. Did you come from the arctic? That wasn't where they were, and from how Mahn spoke it was very, very far away. Asked what the packs were like her tail beat against the ground. Ichika no Ho-en is very friendly. Everyone's my friend. It's not very big though. We have lots of flowers and live in the mountains, and everyone's ready to play. We have llamas too. Cercatori d'Arte... Dalgina trailed off, realizing how little she knew about where she lived. It's a big pack. A little bigger than Ichika. They have protectors at the border, and good friends. Very strong. They have lots and lots of color and pretty things.


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