"<span style="color: blue">Sure, we can do that!</span>" Calypso agreed, her momentary sulk quickly overshadowed with the knowledge that they'd done a good deed. It was also nice to see Trix in better spirits, even if it had come at the price of her own pride. She waved to Milton and laughed softly to see Pico scamper back and forth on the small raft. Mindful of her promise, she turned her attention to the wolf, crouching down before him and extending a hand in greeting.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: fuchsia">What sort of farmer keeps a wolf as a pet?</span>" Trix mused, less accusatory, and more curious, than she'd been lately. "<span style="color: fuchsia">Or keeps a single cucoo when he grows corn? Humans are so... odd.</span>"<br/><br/>Pepper, meanwhile, had moved up to sniff at Calypso's hand and was soon cheerfully enjoying a heavy petting session and scritches behind his ears.<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText">Roll: 11 + 1 + 4 + 3 = 19!</div>
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