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Tiberii · 3/31/2025, 4:33 PM

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The bull would smile as Nottin turned toward her, pushing through her grief to show a flash of gratitude and compassion toward the male. As hard as it was for them to all lose Genghis, Tiberii could not begin to imagine the heft of 'wearing the crown' of responsibility that Genghis had once borne. Of course, Tiberii would never put such pressure upon Nottin — this was not a "replacement," no, but a necessary point of growth for Dawnbreak.

Still, she could imagine how she would let that weigh upon herself.

An' ya too, she'd reply, dipping her head as she neared him. I, uh, wanted ta give ya this. She'd lower her head, opening her jaws to reveal the gift. It was a canine tooth from a bear — the bear, if Nottin recognized it — carefully woven with leaves and vines into a necklace. Thanks to Sølvi's "friend," it had been made into something wearable. Or, at least symbolically wearable.

If ya want it, o'course, she'd tell him, lifting her head back up for a moment and flicking her ears. The bull grew solemn, but there was determination glittering behind her gaze. I appreciate ya steppin' forward with such courage. It sounds corny, m'sure, but ... it really means a lot ta me. And ta Dawnbreak. They respect tha hell outta ya. She'd dip her head, running her tongue over her teeth as she allowed herself a few moments to be vulnerable.

She worried he might think it was a bit underwhelming — maybe even lame. Her ears would flatted a bit atop her head, but she maintained her soft smile.

Tiberii hoped the intent would speak with greater volume ... she was notoriously bad with words, so she hoped this action might show Nottin how grateful she was ... on behlaf of herself, and the wolves of Dawnbreak.

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