Soft gray fur
One morning, Amber leaned closer to the enclosure and caught her breath. A faint shadow of fur had appeared along Ivey’s spine. The sight made her scribble furiously in her notes. Within days, the change became more obvious. Soft gray fuzz spread down her back, catching the light when she moved. Amber whispered, “She’s beautiful,” unable to hide the awe in her voice. The transformation marked a milestone no one had expected so soon.
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