AZALEA'S POV
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"Is it gone?" The Lunalisk fox has been following us all morning, and I finally can't hear or see it anymore. "I don't know." Corbin shrugs, grinning. "Do you like it? The attention?" The Lunalisk certainly plays, but roughly. Corbin tried to pet it when it clawed his arm almost off. Corbin spins on his heel, staring at me amusingly, "The attention?" his eyes narrow, but a half smile remains plastered on his face. "Are you jealous that I gave that thing attention?" My eyes roll, "Don't be full of yourself. You act like you want it to follow us." My gaze flicks to the bushes around me. We're on a stroll in the area Auber told us to come, and I quite frankly it would be worse.
There's flowers everywhere, and we already have three of the five ingredients we need. "I don't w
