Nessie clucked her tongue as she followed after the retreating puppy, trying to encourage him to turn back. "Buddy," she called, rounding the corner he'd appeared to skirt around. "Hey buddy," she continued, crouching down to look under any and everything that appeared like it could be wriggled under. "Where'd you g-hullo..." Turning about, Nessie came face to face, a bizarre feet when you were at the level they were, with a young blond woman. She smiled anyway and fell back onto her heels.
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