[the squirrel looks torn. it does want to come, but... naib has a point, too. they will keep being a threat, and maybe it should stay...
it perks up, suddenly! it begins to glow, and...
with a little 'pop!' noise, suddenly there are two squirrels. instead of one gray one, there's a black squirrel on sora's shoulder, a white one perched on naib's head. the one with naib radiates warmth and happiness at him, soothingly.
i will leave something of myself behind here, two little voices echo. but these can come with you. we want to see from whence you came.
the stars begin to blur, and then streak. they're off again, with their new little companions-- back toward where they came from.
congrats, you did not take a perfectly good little squirrel and give it anxiety!]
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it perks up, suddenly! it begins to glow, and...
with a little 'pop!' noise, suddenly there are two squirrels. instead of one gray one, there's a black squirrel on sora's shoulder, a white one perched on naib's head. the one with naib radiates warmth and happiness at him, soothingly.
i will leave something of myself behind here, two little voices echo. but these can come with you. we want to see from whence you came.
the stars begin to blur, and then streak. they're off again, with their new little companions-- back toward where they came from.
congrats, you did not take a perfectly good little squirrel and give it anxiety!]