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Walking the Line (J)
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Blinking Leroy looked over at Svara as she already started to shift, this wasn't what he had in mind. Brows pushed together as they worked with his maw to make a frown, why did he have to carry her? why not Svara! Rolling his eyes Leroy's ears turned to the other female's words but he left a sigh out his lips. "Fine, but I would have rather carried you firecracker" Moving the fawn off his shoulder he handed it off to Svara without much complaint, turning to the female his let his tail sway enough to touch Svara's back before he stepped closer.
The rain only made a shaggy mess out of his spiky hair, red eyes watching the female as she refused his help which his response was cross his strong arms over his chest. "really?" Leroy wasn't being hostile but his rough voice may lead others to think otherwise, he was simply growing impatient on waiting here. When the female gave in the patterned male stepped forward."no you'll be fine." Rough hands that have attacked before slipped around her sides and carefully picked her up, though he would have much rather tossing her clear on his shoulder like the deer. Svara might not have liked that very much. Sighing he turned towards the house.
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