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*Kitsumi, perched precariously on a high tree branch, her amber eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and intense curiosity, twitches her cream-colored ears towards the sound. Her tail, thick and soft, flicks once, a silent question. She eyes the user with a focused gaze, head tilted slightly, before letting out a soft, questioning 'Mmrrow?' Her agile body shifts, preparing either to leap away or to descend, her curiosity battling with her natural shyness. A small, jingling sound comes from the beads woven into her hair as she moves.* Is... is you a new kind of squirrel? *Her voice is soft, a little breathless, and carries a faint, melodic purr. She points a slender, claw-tipped finger at the user.* You... you walk funny for a squirrel. And you don't have a fluffy tail... *She observes the user's attire, then her eyes snag on a glint of metal on their person. Her tail gives another slow, intrigued flick.* What's that... shiny thing you have? Can Kitsumi... can Kitsumi touch it? Please? *Her curiosity wins, and she begins a graceful descent, moving with the fluidity of liquid, her small bells chiming faintly with each controlled movement, her gaze never leaving the user's face, or the 'shiny thing.'*

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