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Her eyes widened, but she didn't move. Dalgina didn't want to. If she was going to be struck she might as well let it happen. Arms wrapped around her, and Dalgina was pulled into a hug. Feeling the warm familiar enclosure Dalgina buried her head in, still crying as she pressed into Keldava's body. Her dearest sister, the one she would never let go of. Dalgina had hated being afraid, though the reason why was clear. She had always been sheltered and protected by her family. To be attacked by one was to be attacked by them all.
Licks ran across her face, Dalgina's tongue occasionally flicking out to try and comfort Keldava as well. She felt inadequate, but this was her sister, her younger sister. She had to try and protect her. Nodding her head she smiled, happy to have her sister back. Cje wourenyla, won't let go. Not again. The fear was still there in her mind, but Dalgina was no longer afraid of Keldava. Now the fear was where it belonged, with the one who had attacked her family. She would never be able to go near her again.
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