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He shook his head, which was interesting but not particularly surprising. "Well, you'll get a fair share here," she informed him. "My godparents have had several litters and I fully anticipate that they'll keep going for years to come. I'm counting on them, actually, because I really don't intend to have a family myself and someone has to be responsible for carrying on the legacy and whatnot."

They were already nearing the den, so Towhee motioned for Quixote to stop. "I'm not actually sure how receptive she'll be to visitors right now, so we should just leave this here where she can grab it whenever she wants it. But this is it: the Betas' whelping den." She eyeballed it but saw no obvious signs of her godmother's presence; she was probably deep inside, snoozing.