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03-12-2012, 10:14 PM
"Good," Cecy said.
From where he stood, Harley had to struggle not to smile; that little snow leopard- oh, gods, he couldn't take it. He was so innocent- how had he even been chosen to come on his trip? He might as well have been a kitten, coming out into the world for the first time.
Was he the bratty princess's ... 'play thing', perhaps? He clung to her a lot. And, yet, he didn't seem at all world weary or used. A younger brother? No, no, of course not; the ruling family was a lion family.
Whatever he was, the blatant fear that had Phel sneering was charming to Harley, and his lips twitched slightly at the corners, betraying his otherwise stoney expression.
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