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Onalim was demurely washing herself ina small clearing. The night sky shimmered above her and the grass below her gleamed wetly with dew. She had settled down before the moisture had collected so her little spot was dry and her body had warmed the ground under her. She was comfortable. She lightly groomed her paws, taking delicate care to remove all loose hairs from her yellow paws.
She has her green eyes half lidded in her contented moment. She paused a moment to think deeply about her life and her recent conversation with her sisree; and how she had expressed her concerns. She was honestly lonely.
The expresssion on her face changed slightly. Her mother had a a companion. It seemed like Onalim would be lonely for a while... or forever perhaps.
She supposed that would be the way.
She sighed deeply and couldn’t help but look disappointed.