A growing bond
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Cora responded with even more care. She groomed Ivey’s tiny coat with her fingers and lips, fussing over every tangle, every missed patch. The other chimps watched curiously, but never approached.
It was like they understood that they had to give space. Amber noted how Ivey had begun mimicking some of Cora’s gestures — little hops, playful slaps, even the same sleepy yawn.
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