[The vines whip out upon being called out to, and this time, they are successful in snagging the startled sheep and bringing them to stand close together in a huddle.
She slowly approaches them once she is sure they can't slip away, and reaches out with a hand to touch the wool of the sheep closest to her, and after a moment, a small smile appears on her face.]
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She slowly approaches them once she is sure they can't slip away, and reaches out with a hand to touch the wool of the sheep closest to her, and after a moment, a small smile appears on her face.]
... Oh. It really is quite soft.