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Lichen · 2/5/2026, 9:22 PM

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The sound of romping paws had stirred her from her sleep, and she could feel the gentle pull of her siblings stirring, too. Lichen’s little body wiggled, tiny head popping up from beneath a pile of children and peering between the gray-blue furs of her mother’s belly. Her eyes were still that youthful blue, but the gentle shades of pink and purple were starting to fill in the gaps.

And she would lift herself from her sleep, following diligently after Wendigo .

There was a newcomer in their den, which was a new sort of interaction that Lichen had yet to be exposed to. What were they supposed to do with strangers? Who was this other, tiny canine, and what did they want with her family?

Carefully, Lichen would watch the way Wendigo would stare at the newcomer. The gaze seemed empty and intense, maybe a little angry. But there was a flicker of something else, too, something that Lichen’s tiny puppy brain did not yet comprehend.

So instead, she just mirrored Wendi’s intense stare, sitting herself beside him.

And she would look at the stranger.
Unblinking.

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