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Raven wasn't expecting company and she'd been pretty focused on what she was doing, so when Phox's voice cut lightly across the silence, she was a little startled. But what really startled her was his question. She sat down, looking at him with concern and a little confusion in her face. He was a pretty pudgy boy but not unhealthily so, in her opinion. There was nothing wrong with having a little extra cushion, particularly if the upcoming winter turned out to be a hard one. He would be a lot better off than the skinnier members of their pack, Raven included. "I wouldn't say you're fat. That little bit of weight you're carrying will come off over the winter. Does it bother you?"