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Anya jumped as DaVinci's voice startled her out of her daydreams. She smiled ruefully to herself; DaVinci had found her.

She rose up slowly, stretching luxuriously, letting her muscles ripple. She licked her paw, stalling, but saw that she was being watched by both DaVinci and Ty. Anya trotted over to them, sat on her haunches, and grinned lopsidedly.

"You called?"

As she looked at the two males, Anya noticed how different they were for being father and son. And yet, they both carried themselves the same way- gracefully, with prowess.


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