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After coming closer, Blondine could tell that this creature was significantly less wolf-like than she had been led to believe. It made her sympathy for his poor manners exponentially greater; instead of scolding him for running off on a lady in such a rude way, she thought that she ought to give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, vermin were much less skilled at raising their children than wolves. You wanna play? she asked in a patronizingly kind voice.

The strange boy ran one way and Blondine quickly took up chase. It was her duty to care for the less priveleged species of the world, as was prescribed by the Lord, and so to satisfy Him, she entertained the idea of 'tag'.