Yeah, well, turns out they're more like biker chicks. Did you just say your brother was a-
[Before he can properly address the implications of half dog siblings, Masaomi stiffens, bites down on his words mid-sentence. A horse's whinny echoes through the trees. He can't tell what direction it's coming from, but it's close enough to raise the hairs on the back of his neck.]
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[Before he can properly address the implications of half dog siblings, Masaomi stiffens, bites down on his words mid-sentence. A horse's whinny echoes through the trees. He can't tell what direction it's coming from, but it's close enough to raise the hairs on the back of his neck.]
Shit!