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Mom was there! Piper had never been so happy to see the tired expression of her mother as she wandered out from their family den. The little Redleaf girl had remained firmly planted beside her brother, because she would never leave Lucas; he was her brother and she didn’t want to be very far without him or Wyatt close behind.
 
As if to signify her distress, Piper looked from Laurel to Nunataq and then back to Laurel with a gaping jaw and wide eyes. It was as if she were saying; look at what this strange other puppy is doing, mom! What kind of a puppy-sitter are you to allow children to just wander off like that? We could all have starved out here on our own! Of course, she lacked the verbiage and the social etiquette to offer such a berating, so she merely stood with a shocked expression and continued to bounce her muzzle like a ping-pong ball between her mother and the visitor puppy who wanted to leave the astounding Redleaf Resort.