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Aslatiel · 09-08-2020, 04:47 AM

He was genuinely worried that she was injured and began snuffling through her fur to make sure. He was telling himself aloud that she was okay, which she of course knew that she was. Bas seemed to be in a panic. As she sat there, he began massaging her paws. Man... people thought that she was a basketcase. Extracting her paw from his own, Aslatiel placed a paw on either of the russet wolfs cheeks. "I'm okay. Promise. Let me tell you a story."

Releasing his cheeks, Asla placed one paw back on the ground. With the other, she pushed the fur of her left shoulder against the grain, revealing the wide slash marks that were still healing. "I fought a lion recently. This little bear was nothing." The girl gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm a pretty skilled fighter, Bas. With me, you won't have to worry too much. And don't let my size fool you. I'm really tough." Though her lip was split and bloodied, she smiled up at him. Yes, she was a weirdo, but she was proud of her skills and the fact that she wasn't some wussy girl.

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