[ how tatsuo will see ahmi depends on him and him alone— but she does see him in the park, with an older golden retriever sniffing at a white little dog by his feet. oh, in fact! there are so many dogs and not a single owner in sight? how absolutely strange.
whether ahmi appears as a woman with a gliding dress following her, or a graceful white wolf padding into the park, she makes her way over. at least, she’s stopped by a few of the other loose dogs, of which shoot over to her, to smell her and wag their tails furiously at her.
animals can sense what she is, they can see her glow and her divinity like no other, and she gives them love, all the same. (just where did they come from, she wonders) and considers asking. ]
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whether ahmi appears as a woman with a gliding dress following her, or a graceful white wolf padding into the park, she makes her way over. at least, she’s stopped by a few of the other loose dogs, of which shoot over to her, to smell her and wag their tails furiously at her.
animals can sense what she is, they can see her glow and her divinity like no other, and she gives them love, all the same. (just where did they come from, she wonders) and considers asking. ]