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Happy to have her!

!!!

She looked so much like Katla. Light brown over dark. And she came when he called and that was all he needed.

You—!

But for the second time, the boy was mislead. His spirits bounced up only to plummet. The wagging tail, the grin, his play bow. It all faltered and fell apart until he was left as he had been sitting deflated in the snow.

—'rrrrrrrre not Katla. Who the hell are you?

Swift's face was half-perplexed and half-grumpy, his head cocked to the side and his green eyes a little harder than they ought to be.