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as love filled night gives way to day

Hazel was growing accustomed to seeing Harland alone on the borders, greeting strangers six times his size with perfect contentment. Part of her would always be concerned whenever Moon wasn't with him (and honestly, she was still worried when Moon was with him), but she was learning. It was odd: in the midst of her mental turbulence, she thought of Harland in a similar way she thought of Margy and Suite's children, even though they were much older. She would be virtually useless when it came to protecting the small boy, but that didn't seem to phase her as much as it would in other situations.

Coming to a stop by Harland, her own golden optics focused on the German shepherd, watching the light in his aura waver with confusion and irritation. She didn't particularly appreciate his indirect denial of Harland's question, but couldn't really blame him for his perplexed state. She simply curled her tail over the small stone of rose quartz that broke the surface of the earth, betraying her annoyance. "This is the Ascendants," Hazel quipped. "We live in the observatory just north of here. Who are you?"

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