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Kodda laid there in sorrow. Her body shook in fear. The little girl did not want her new friend to be mad at her. The woman tried so hard to remain cool, normal, like everyone else. Though it was hard. She saw everything differently. Her mind was broken. The trees changed to hues of crimson and purple. The willows frowned down at her. Was everyone mad at her? Kodda whimpered before she felt the man crawl up next to her. The feeling of their furs mixing did not send those warm shivers down her spine or set a flame within her core. She enjoyed the closeness to another but it was nothing more then comfort. Kodda removed her paws from her eyes. She looked to the other man as he spoke to her. The girl stared at him with those orange orbs. "Y-you are not mad?" She eyed him curiously, his multi-colored eyes were engulfed in that familiar flame. Kodda enjoyed the man, but she was scared that he was bad news.. Though, as always the slightly brutish woman was paranoid as all hell.