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@ -44,7 +44,7 @@ It was Motes who caved first, ducking down onto paws and knees at the last secon
"Gotcha!" ey cried, scampering off to the forest.
Motes galloped after her, giggling.
Motes galloped after her, laughing giddily.
A few more rounds of leapfrog — repeated a dozen times over with a dozen different instances — and both Motes and Warmth collapsed in the clearing in the woods, panting and laughing. They shoved at each other for a few seconds, rolling about in the grass and wildflowers before sprawling out on their backs, looking up into the cloud-dotted sky.
@ -140,7 +140,7 @@ It nodded. "She really is, and I love her. She is...mm," ey squinted up at the t
She waved away the utensil and glass of water, flopping back onto the grass once more. "That is why I like her, yeah," she said, folding her paws over her belly, pensive.
Warmth dismissed the *frahabrodåt* and stretched out on their belly. "Now why did *you* get all mopey all of the sudden?"
Warmth dismissed the *frahabrodåt* and stretched out on their front. "Now why did *you* get all mopey all of the sudden?"
She shrugged, peeking over at the other skunk through the blades of grass and drooping columbines. "Just family stuff on the brain."
@ -152,7 +152,7 @@ She shrugged, peeking over at the other skunk through the blades of grass and dr
"I know, but like the smallest. Like, the youngest."
Warmth huffed, indignant. "But *I* am the youngest! I am the babiest. That is my whole thing, yes? I am the most recently forked, the most recently-claimed line."
Warmth huffed, indignant. "But *I* am the youngest! I am the babiest. That is my whole thing, yes? I am the most recently forked, the most recently-claimed line!"
Rolling over onto her side, Motes smiled apologetically at her friend. "I know, I am sorry. We are the little ones, right? Dry Grass even calls us that. Her little ones."
@ -176,15 +176,19 @@ Warmth sighed, stretching their arms in front of em. "I know she has not *actual
Motes frowned. "Wait, really?"
"I mean, I have not actually talked to them, but they cut off Dear for less." Ey laughed bitterly. "But again, I am also a little one, right? I have dated a cocladist before, have I not? My stanza also has our family dynamic, yes? Hell, Rye and Pointillist are *plenty* chummy, if you know what I mean."
"I mean, I have not actually talked to them, but they cut off Dear for less." Ey laughed bitterly. "But again, I am also a little one, right? My stanza also has our family dynamic, yes? I have dated a cocladist before, have I not? And My and I have been getting close again, too."
She laughed. "They just write each other letters."
Motes laughed and clapped her paws.
Grinning, it continued, "Hell, Rye and Pointillist are *plenty* chummy, if you know what I mean."
She scoffed. "They just write each other letters."
"Yeah. *Sexy* letters."
"Well, okay," Motes said, still giggling. "Do you really think they have cut you off? Effectively if not actually, I mean."
"I have not talked with them, but neither have they talked with me," they said. "I think that I am one step away from being in their cross-hairs. I am over here doing my weird stuff, making things and food and whatever. I am not really political, I am not being sneaky or dating a Bălan or whatever. I *am* part Dear, though, and I *am* small like you."
"I have not talked with them, but neither have they talked with me," they said. "I think that I am one step away from being in their cross-hairs. I am over here doing my weird stuff, making things and food and such. I am not really political, I am not being sneaky or dating a Bălan or whatever, and My is off doing her own thing now. I *am* part Dear, though, and I *am* small like you."
"Which do you think would piss them off more?"
@ -198,7 +202,7 @@ Ey shrugged. "It would suck, but yeah." It thought for a moment, then shrugged.
"Sorry, Mote." Warmth scooted closer and draped an arm over her front. "I did not mean to rub it in any."
She nodded and tugged Warmth's arm up to hug her own around it. "It is okay, just had not heard it put like that before."
She nodded and tugged Warmth's arm up to own around it. "It is okay, just had not heard it put like that before."
"Dear got its fair share of getting cast out as it became more and more of a snotty little shit, and some of that rubbed off onto us. I have a fair few people who dislike me because of that."