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His tail wagged when Whisper exited their family's den, though he did not move in to greet her as he normally would. This encounter, with a leader of another pack within their territory, seemed to require a certain air of professionalism. For his mother, Viinturuth stood back and merely smiled for the golden she-wolf should she look his way, then observed quietly as she took her leave.

He lowered his haunches to the ground, burgandy eyes fixed to the hollow's mouth as his dam beckoned the littlest of their den-mates outside.