fox in a bottle - open, joining

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Thea's smile grew a bit wider as Hexane spoke, something about the voice almost comforting. Something itched in the back of the young Fireball's mind, but she pushed it away. Paws slowly shifted in the sand, and she was quick to adjust her stance so it was more stable. "Hexane's a pretty name. I like it!"

For now, she tilted her head, Beverly's question having risen a few more questions, taking the words to heart. "Really? The territory makes you do that? It didn't do that to me. Huh." Whiskers twitched as she looked back to the fox, as if they could provide the answers she seeked.