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"Hi, I Mavis!" Alina jerked back in surprise as she was greeted out-of-the-blue on a jog in plain civilian clothes, she wasn't meant to attract attention, but attract some form of it she did. "He-hello, Mavis..." Alina gazed up at the towering woman who stood just-over two-feet taller than her, noticing the salamandrake's tail wagging she figured that she would take a small break. "What brings you out here? I've not seen you before on this route before, and I jog here all-the-time." Normally she wouldn't disclose her routine to strangers, it made security hard-to-maintain, but this girl seemed trustworthy. "I... Don't really know! I went through big light, then whooosh! And I end-up here!" The tall, bouncy girl cutely gesticulated with her hands as she explained her short and simple story, a story that likely meant she was from another world. "My, that must have been some-trip, would you like a little welcome-to-Ahrventia gift then?" Alina spoke as she pulled out a sherbet lemon from her pocket, a sweet she found gave her something to keep her mouth busy with while running before unwrapping it and holding it out to mavis. "Oh! Yes- yes please! Mavis like gifts!" For a gentle motion given her size Mavis took the sweet and put it in her mouth, initially tasting the sour sensation, before the sweet sugary taste hit her tongue. "Su- sugar! Mavis love sugar! Mavis love Alina!" Without a moment for Alina to think just how cute the reaction was, Mavis scooped her up into a great big hug, one which caused her to be lifted right off the ground and blush. "A-ah, Mavis..." Alina couldn't help but find herself melt a bit with how happy the salamandrake was before returning it herself.

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My, my, this is an image that has taken a while to come along through the backlog, and it has been worth the wait to get this one to you all, anither commission this time featuring sweet little Alina from my cast and the utterly-adorable Mavis of 's roster, a great big sweetums who should be provided many sweets and hugs. c:

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"Hi, I Mavis!" Alina jerked back in surprise as she was greeted out-of-the-blue on a jog in plain civilian clothes, she wasn't meant to attract attention, but attract some form of it she did. "He-hello, Mavis..." Alina gazed up at the towering woman who stood just-over two-feet taller than her, noticing the salamandrake's tail wagging she figured that she would take a small break. "What brings you out here? I've not seen you before on this route before, and I jog here all-the-time." Normally she wouldn't disclose her routine to strangers, it made security hard-to-maintain, but this girl seemed trustworthy. "I... Don't really know! I went through big light, then whooosh! And I end-up here!" The tall, bouncy girl cutely gesticulated with her hands as she explained her short and simple story, a story that likely meant she was from another world. "My, that must have been some-trip, would you like a little welcome-to-Ahrventia gift then?" Alina spoke as she pulled out a sherbet lemon from her pocket, a sweet she found gave her something to keep her mouth busy with while running before unwrapping it and holding it out to mavis. "Oh! Yes- yes please! Mavis like gifts!" For a gentle motion given her size Mavis took the sweet and put it in her mouth, initially tasting the sour sensation, before the sweet sugary taste hit her tongue. "Su- sugar! Mavis love sugar! Mavis love Alina!" Without a moment for Alina to think just how cute the reaction was, Mavis scooped her up into a great big hug, one which caused her to be lifted right off the ground and blush. "A-ah, Mavis..." Alina couldn't help but find herself melt a bit with how happy the salamandrake was before returning it herself.

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My, my, this is an image that has taken a while to come along through the backlog, and it has been worth the wait to get this one to you all, anither commission this time featuring sweet little Alina from my cast and the utterly-adorable Mavis of 's roster, a great big sweetums who should be provided many sweets and hugs. c: