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Chicky? Jag picked up on her sister's smell, following it out of curiosity. It seemed both of them wanted to explore this day. She trotted leisurely through the forest, heading into the deeper heart, where the snow was stopped up high in the trees. Another smell filled her nose, one that made her pick up her pace, a grin on her features. It was about time she saw the Scots again!
She came upon the gathering, flashing a smile at Chicky to tell her that it was okay, before she went to the brothers. "Baltar! MacRieve!" She was close enough to them so that she knew their real names, even Will's, though she followed his wishes and called him MacRieve. She nuzzled her pseudo-brothers, wagging her tail. She then went to Chicky, standing beside her to offer some sort of comfort. She couldn't blame her, after all, the Brothers were absolutely huge, especially compared to Chickadee.
"Chickadee, meet my two friends. Baltair and MacRieve." She nodded to each brother in turn so she'd be able to tell them apart. She sat back on her haunches, trying to convey to Chicky that she wouldn't have to fear the brothers, or anyone really when she was around.
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