questionable existences in this earth
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Even as he spoke, Asa had been thinking much of what he was. She could only smile into his fur, relish in the feel of him nuzzling child-like into her fur. She opened her eyes, staring calmly down his back. I don’t know, she admitted softly, her hold on him growing slightly tighter for his own sake. I guess that makes me a fool, huh? But… she paused, pulling herself away from him, her hands tenderly grasping his shoulders as she sought his eyes. I don’t mind or care at all. Perhaps this had been her downfall in the past; such reckless trusting and insistence upon the good in everyone.

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