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Felica looed at Amarok and giggled softly, her orbs loating over his pelt. "No, I dont have a band, in fact." She said softly and flicked her hars forwards more, curiously looking at him. Her nares flared as she smelled his own scent, and she liked the smell. She smiled wider and then took a step towards the strange stallion. "Oh, and im Felica." She flicked her plume quietly, smelling her faint heat scent.
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