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His ears were tight against his head, clearly upset. Dalgina wasn't sure how to deal with this, usually off by herself and away from typical social interactions. Should she call someone to look at him? The cat had rushed up as well, his actions carrying worry in his frame. Dalgina hadn't dealt with cats much. Was he like Tehu? The male backed up, Dalgina's ears drooping as he pulled away from her. Oh, okay. She smiled timidly, hoping that she hadn't done the wrong thing in her response. Would he be angry?
The snarling expression intimidated her, coupled by words she didn't understand. Dalgina's brown eyes drew wide, wishing she hadn't rushed over. The black female retreated a couple steps back, fumbling over herself to try and apologize. The words cut off, the wolf retreating into a tightly curled ball. The muffled words slipped out, Dalgina looking at him in surprise. You do? What was he doing on a boat then? The trip was optional.
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