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Pleasantries found in a kindred soul were always a treat to enjoy. And in these moments of true elation she was bound by instinct to engage in them to their fullest. Endowed with good nature, she shared it with him once he had assumed an equal form and level. Though larger, it was of no difference to her and the warm welcome she exhibited only served to envelop more of him. She whined pleasantly at their embrace and gently bat at his shoulder in playful gesture. Her tail was a blur fueled by mirth as her strong legs now fueled with the like sought to bend down her powerful form in a bow of play. Clearly she was doing well.
But to his suggestion of a hunt the whole of her stirred excitedly. Both ears and tail stood erect in an instant whilst the rest of her golden form remained pressed on the ground. It was a desirable invitation he offered, for what predator would resist the call to hunt? ...as well as bond with a kindred spirit. "That sounds wonderful," she agreed while rising to stand upon eagerly dancing limbs. "But that Family has enough food to last us for a while. Perhaps something smaller?" It was a small consolation given that there was no need to waste energy on larger prey when something swift and small would have done well enough at least to share. Afterall, if this was a means to get to know one another she was more keen on the casual approach to it than rush into the savage hunt as she had done once before.
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