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★ — a thousand light years away

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Ectoplasmic could barely contain her excitment of meeting new people. The small canine would bound ahead and then drop back when she feared she'd gonna too far from her mother. Even while they all walked, she still seemed to be constantly fidgeting, hopping from a rock or weaving between Raine and Kayne. Her tail seemed to go a mile a minute as they neared the border. Her ears perked and she slowed again, allowing Raine to check on her and wiggling under the feline's rough tongue. She could hardly feel it through her incredibly thick and fluffy fur, however. She was rather lucky then, knowing she wouldn't be complaing much about it being too cold with her coat. "I'm okay!" she yipped, dancing on her paws. She'd crash soon. "It's really pretty here! Look at the all the snow!" She looked at Kayn, beaming. "We could build a snow fort!"

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★ — keeshond. snowbound. gatherer. tags. — ✯

#psychosocial.