Blackfeather Woods Isn't something missing?

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The black wolf didn't seem as amazed with her ability to communicate as Daddy it had been, and this wrinkled her sprinkles slightly. She was fucking awesome, and here the man was, probably trying to get her on his feet again. H A H, she had grown past that fetish days ago (which seemed long for the young soul), but still she felt like the other deserved some sort of punishment for not complimenting her. Doohn't knuw. She spoke, her voice breaking and the words only slightly understandable. Still, she was awfully proud of it and marched right up to the black man.

Right under his muzzle she stopped, looking up with her bright blue eyes, trying to find his eyes as well. Kinauven?