“W-wolf pe-people,” she said, pointing in the same direction again. Acting like it's normal to see or sense someone or something that far. She didn't know. “Yo-you can see them?” Monta absentmindedly asked. But Bal profusely shook her head, absolutely saying no. “S-smell.” Bal poked her own nose. Innocently poking it like a child. Monta then started at her for a couple of seconds. “B-but that was still meters and meters away . . . I couldn't even see them with my naked eyes,” said Monta, feeling bewildered. “What is your nose made of?” This time, Balvina chuckled, which made Monta awkwardly laugh too. Balvina was shy playing with her feet. “N-not no-rmal?" Bal said, poking her nose again shyly. “No! Definitely not, dear Luna. That only means you are amazing and exceptional. Please know that there's a woman who is completely envious of you; Monta is her name.” Monta wiggled her brows and began fixing Bal’s hair and dress. “Focus, Luna Bal. Everything about you is amazing. So, you
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