I don't play by the rules

GWYN uh-oh, running out of breath, but I oh, I, I got stamina Her frown is deep and sorrowful as she watches her father surge passed her, but that frown becomes an inquisitive expression when he suddenly stops. Wondering what all that is about, having never seen him so rapidly deflated before (except, perhaps, when he was quietly arguing with her mom), the girl watches with a vast wealth of interest, her ears perked, and her pale eyes searching both adults for hints as to why her father was being so weird. She doesn’t forget being blown off, however, and after the short interaction between pretty Ki’irha and her sire, she steps away from his touch on her shoulder, giving him a “how does that feel” glare as she does so. “What was all that about?” she asks as she keeps pace with her father’s long strides at a bouncy, childish trot, gesturing back towards the mare on the beach with her muzzle as they enter the dark jungle together, “did you know that lady?”

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