[b]Summer crawls over, tugging on Cyra's pant leg and pointing to the cub, moving her fingers in a "Gimme" motion. The boy acts kinda shy, and Luna pick him up, kissing him on the forehead.[/b]
"You're Cyra aren't you?"
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[b]She sets down the pup on the floor, who is weary of summer and backs away[/b] "Yeah, I'm Cyra."
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[b]Summer pouts, but it is quickly over run by a smile of warmth, she holds he arms out for a hug.[/b] "i bet youve met my brother, maybe even cousin."