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Gloom · Updated 04/30/23:

A shape blocked the light from the outside, a figure standing in the mouth of the den. The girl whined as she struggled to make out the form of her cousin in that shadowy figure. Theory asked her a simple question and Gloom shuffled. She'd been told that the girl was leader of Abaven now and she was the daughter of uncle Rhyme... so she was probably a good person.

The girl reluctantly nodded, then unsure if her cousin could see that spoke up, her voice soft and squeaky. "Mhm..." Okay so maybe speaking was a bit of an overstatement, she couldn't seem to find any words, instead giving a small vocal affirmation. Gloom shuffled, curling herself as small as she could and trying to give her cousin more room, though no doubt in a den with an adult and five pups Gloom couldn't possibly take up enough room to bother Theory.

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