Hideaway Strath when we arrive, sons and daughters

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Ceallach is slightly more cautious than his siblings, who had run out to greet their mother in varying displays of all the intelligence puppies of their age had to offer. His sisters seem both to crash into Lotte, while his brother does something odd in eating the grass. The face that Roarke makes does not promise any pleasant tastes though he still struts forward, little tail twitching behind him as he leaned down to sniff along the path his siblings have taken. It's different; different texture, different feelings completely. He looks around for Chusi and Arturo, expecting their presence before he remembers that his mama has called him and he comes forward, leaning up as high as he can to try and lick her chin sweetly.

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