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[color=salmon]"G-Ahh!"[/color]  Fia was a little surprised to find herself being dragged in some random direction by the always over-energetic Ritsa.  The phoenix's protests were cut off as she focused on regaining her feet - and then walking along side her friend as they held hands together.

Soon enough they found themselves in a small park like area - which was convenient, since the 'princess' (Fia still had her doubts) didn't have any cash.  A brief look around revealed a large playground which confused Fia for a couple of seconds - weren't most of the students here too old for such things at Sappho?  The reason for the playground's existence was quickly revealed though as Fia watched two young familiars - a dog girl and cat boy - chase eachother up and down the playground in circles.  Or rather, watched the dog girl chase the cat boy as he remained high and safe from their predator.  On a bench nearby, a giggling couple holding hands wearing similar colors to the familiar's collars revealed who was watching.

It was obvious this place was intended for young or otherwise overly energetic familiars to burn off that excess energy.  Such as Ritsa.  Fia eyed the girl curiously, wondering if she'd start chasing and tormenting the dog girl at the bottom and make the 'predator' into 'prey'.

Or maybe she'd just eat the playground.

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Otille looked down at her two large 'prizes' before blushing slightly and raising her eyes back up towards the cows.  Was it really possible Cocoa had no idea what she was talking about?  She was a prize milk cow, and it wasn't surprising after all those years of being milked she was a little [i]proud[/i] of what her udders produced ... but undoubtedly she knew that humans treated those organs with other feelings as well?

[color=wheat]"I-It's okay, Cocoa.  W-why don't you just braid my hair instead?"[/color]  The blush intensified for a moment - for everyone involved sakes she hoped the cow didn't understand that was her human body's way of conveying emotions.  The farm girl turned her back towards the cow, pulling her hair behind the tub and leaning over the edge comfortably