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Dalgina listened, eyes widening in surprise as her life was shed in a new perspective. She hadn't considered that. Her memories of the pack she'd been born in were fading, it was such a small part of her life. Still, she had been somewhere before. Her tail wagged as he spoke, turning something she hadn't thought much of into something grand. Dalgina had been terrified by the move when it had happened, spending most of it fantasizing about being hurt. If she had thought about it this way, perhaps she would have liked it more.
Dalgina laughed softly as he tripped over his words, nodding her head. Glory certainly wasn't the right word for it, but she understood what he meant. She had experienced the world, if a smaller slice than he had. She didn't have to look down on it. Glancing up Dalgina took in a deep breath, watching the sky. It was a perfect piercing blue, nary a cloud to brush across it. Yes. Thanks. The last carving was finished, Dalgina's hand running over the rough shape. Picking up some leather she strung it through the hole she'd formed, slipping it around her neck. Now she'd give them to her siblings.
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