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she was.. politely poked by a wolf! someone chiming in a giddy greeting to her left, some respective distance away. they asked a question and it beckoned her to turn around to face them before sitting slowly again. her tail coming to comfort her minor nerves. "Ah-uh.." she grinned with furrowed brows, head tilted as she playfully found herself stumped. they were quite small and ashen- & smelt like a pack. relaxing her features to show forth a more relaxed pleasantness, Hestia wavered her long tail near her chest before answering. "I don't.. actually know myself, pardon. I planned to taste them after harvesting the dark ones." she spoke, truthful. her eyes gleaming a friendliness to them. she was a beauty imbued with innocence, nearly childlike. "Would you like to try them with me?" she giggled, finding the idea hilarious had she harvested all the wrong ones. these were past ripe right? glancing to the pile, she turned back, awaiting their reply.





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