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Apollo had been put to bed, and after the day's activities, Bragi would've normally been quick to join him. But not tonight. There was a... rumor she wanted to test.

She followed the river until the sound of revelry had been nearly drowned out by the trickling waves. She waited until the moon was directly overhead, perfectly poised behind her ears as she gazed into the still, slow moving stream. She watched her reflection, gently rippling.

She stared into those unfamiliar amber eyes, and the dark navy blue of the fur surrounding them. She counted the pale speckles, like stars, in a constellation across her face. She saw the muzzle twist, in disappointment or quiet resignation or both, at the face staring back at her.

She sighed, deeply, when nothing changed.

She chided herself for even thinking it would.

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