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Ohel fell stumbled through the doorway, What? The toe of one sandal getting caught on the threshold, and his arms flailed before he fell on his face. “Oof.”

Leana gave a short squeal and sprang to her feet, swinging her spikey club over her shoulder, ready to swing it down on him. (Though the blanket’s a bit tangled on it.)

Ohel jumped, grunting, and glanced to his side at the squeal. His eyes widened and he gaped, rolling onto his side and holding out his hands. Easy kitty… He sputtered. Orange hair. Actual orange hair. He’d only heard of such a thing. And those eyes! Crystal blue. Like the purest sky, or rushing water. He’d never heard of that. Where are you from? You, have a father? Brother? Husband? You don’t have a husband, do you? “Hi. Uh…” Arms still up in front of him, he glanced around the place.  What- Where am I? Ohel’s eyes only grew wider.

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