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Tharin stretched out as Selene finished the meal, provoked by her actions. It had been a good snack, if not what he'd been looking for, simply curious about the mottled scents he had picked up. Tail swaying softly he let her relax, his own pelt too thick to let him really get comfortable yet. The land was a lot warmer than he was used to, different from his life north. Only time could really help him adapt to that.
The question surprised him a little. Tharin wasn't really too sure how to approach that question. For him it was strange that they could shift. For it to be an oddity that he couldn't was a rather unusual experience for him, used to only having his skill at hunting standing out. No. You can? Perhaps more blunt than he should have stated it, but Tharin couldn't really think about how else to approach it, the shock on his face still visible.
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