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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia]Coby rather liked his new scarf. He liked the way it smelled, the way it felt and the comfort it brought him as he wrapped it around his muzzle, obscuring his mouth, and then around his neck, so it sat nicely, overlapping and hanging against his chest. He liked the safety it brought, the ease he felt when he was curled in it.


    Still, it did not fully quell his anxiety. Cobaltcub would be found in a corner, his blue eyes widened as people passed, on edge and afraid as usual. Nonetheless, he was busy with his paws, playing with pretty pebbles and pushing them into little piles.
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    The runt ligtiger was honestly a bit worried for her brother. He was always nervous and stuttering. And hiding behind her when they were together. Look at him now. All hunched up in the corner, and playing with pebbles rather anxiously. [b]"Hey Coby. You okay?"     Sandy said coming over, concern on her expression. "Let's go out a little, get some fresh air."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia]It was expectable for him; he was just nervous, naturally. It was hard to understand why, but it was to be, and nothing would change that overnight, unfortunately. Turning to face Sandy as she approached, scuffling his paws and accidentally stubbing one on one of the bigger pebbles, Coby yelped and began to suck on one toe, tears welling in his eyes at the slight pain.


    " Ow, ow, ow, um, hi, um, Sandy ... Yeah, I- I'm, um, I'm ... I'm, um, fine. " he mumbled between whined yelps of pain, nodding his head. Fresh air? Oh, god, that was a promise of people. " Um, um, yeah, um, yeah. That, um, yeah. Sounds, um, good. "
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    Sandy jumped a little when the bigger cub stubbed his toe on the pebble. [b]"Ah, Coby.."     she pondered to ask if he was okay again, but she ended up sitting in front of him still frowning. Oh coby. She needed to think of something to help him with people. But right now they just needed to get out, maybe go for a little walk. "Is your toe okay? Can you walk?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia]Cobaltcub winced, nodding. " Y- yeah, um, yeah, I'm ... I'm, um ... Um, I'm, okay. It's, um, okay. I- I can, um, I can ... Um, walk. I, um ... Walk. " he mumbled, rising to his paws and looking with a pathetic gaze to his far superior sister. " Let's, um, let's ... Um, go. "
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    Sandy smiled, still unsure if he was truly okay or not. Sandy walked over, gently nudging him with her shoulder before moving to walk to the exit of the den. [b]"Come on then!"     she giggled and bounced out of the den.
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