[Allison's nostrils flare, and Kira's concern fills her lungs so intensely she can't believe it could be faked.
This girl is a kitsune. She doesn't smell like girl and ash and rot, she smells like girl and ozone and cherry blossoms. It brings tears to Allison's eyes, because it gives her something that the Barge has been slowly stealing from her for weeks.
Hope for the future.
With a brief sniffle, she nods with newfound resolve, offering Kira her hand.]
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This girl is a kitsune. She doesn't smell like girl and ash and rot, she smells like girl and ozone and cherry blossoms. It brings tears to Allison's eyes, because it gives her something that the Barge has been slowly stealing from her for weeks.
Hope for the future.
With a brief sniffle, she nods with newfound resolve, offering Kira her hand.]
We will. Together...as a pack.