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As she extended her paw, she would look at him and glance away, the process repeating itself multiple times until she blurted out. "You're really tall." She said softly. It was true! In comparison to her height, he was a giant- but she knew that she'd be pretty tall when she grew up! Momma had said so! She felt his tongue gently brushing away the blood on her foot and though occasionally, she'd feel a prickle of discomfort she didn't say anything. She didn't want to seem whiny, and she was already crying. A slight smile pulled at her jaws as he complimented her name and her ears pricked with interest as he talked of his funny eye markings.

She listened quietly, and nodded slightly before speaking. "Momma got hers from her Momma. They were red and gold, but different from yours." She said softly. Her tears had stopped falling. He spoke again, and she nodded slightly but wasn't prepared for the pain that would shoot up her leg when the pressure was applied. She nearly whined, but stifled it- and merely winced, though her bicolored eyes looked up to meet his golden eyes steadily. She wouldn't show anymore weakness. She sighed slightly. "I shouldn't have bit it." She said sullenly. Had he seen that? Would he scald her for purposely hurting herself? She glanced away before turning back to try to meet his gaze, and let out a little sigh.