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Fatin took a few quick steps, mostly not only to fully catch up to the girl but to overtake her by a bit so that when Fatin leaned over, connecting her head to the shoulder and then neck of the other female, the nuzzle was solid and firm, not the shakey nudge of two beings in motion. "Darling, darling girl..." She cooed, careful, or at least attempting to be, that her words would not be patronizing, just the pure and true emotions that she had for Phasma leaking into her voice. "What can I do for you? You can stay with me, and the family, for as long as you need to." There was no hesitation in her voice, only the smallest amount of anger she could muster. How dare that mutt push Phamsa to leaving. Phamsa, one of the kindest beings in the land that Fatin had ever known, would not just waltz away unprovoked. Fatin knew her better than to think that.
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