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[Dex]

Lewis frowned in confusion. "But she not a cat! She a Howlwing!" Sensing her intense distress though, he shooed Howlwing away, hoping she would understand to come back later. With any luck, they could discuss this, in a manner of speaking, at dawn. For now though, Dex was still wobbly and drunk. Howlwing hissed lightly again at being shooed, but did leave, taking off to the sky again. "Why do you not like Howlwing?" Dex asked, turning towards to face her, not realizing that they were closer then was normally exerted as "personal space".