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Her ears twitched, she could hear it quite well, the sound of little paws at the dry leaves, the sound of little claws scrapping on stone. Her little cub was practically bouncing or her hind legs.
Shireen wanted her to go play with her, to run around the tall trees, to hunt all the small game with her. And as her little fluffy tail wagged in the air, Selyse couldn’t refuse her nothing.
Soon enough, mother and daughter were like trails of fire in the open forest, running around, chasing rabbits and snapping playfully at each other.