[ She blinks slowly at him, and there's something witty and equally obnoxious she's just about to say at the tip of her tongue in response courtesy her essence, but the flash of yellow in his eyes gets her to stop.
Between being knocked over and how there's still a good part of her that just wants to continue playing around like a newborn foxcub, it takes Ophilia a moment or two to understand just what sort of situation she's landed (or rather fallen) into.
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Between being knocked over and how there's still a good part of her that just wants to continue playing around like a newborn foxcub, it takes Ophilia a moment or two to understand just what sort of situation she's landed (or rather fallen) into.
And when it finally clicks: ]