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Whisper welcomed the gesture, shooting the russet Alpha a soft smile to which her own brightened. Her tail waved contently at her hocks, though it stilled and her expression seemed to fade as her dark-furred comrade spoke with some uncertainty.

"What's wrong?" Durnehviir asked, her concern genuine. She'd been so busy with her infants that she was out of touch with so many of her subordinates and while she would never apologise for focusing on her babes, there was some regret for her lack of interest in her pack-mates during this time.