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"Mol'y-eye? Who dat?" Cas inquired, keeping pace with his brother. He had never heard of such a person, though he had met several of their pack recently. Getting out and about had its advantages. Presently he scampered ahead of his brother and stuck his muzzle into an interesting crack in a nearby tree.

The buzzing of disturbed bees filled the air, and the boy fell over backwards in horror. "Run away!" he bellowed, streaking toward Constantine, fear writ upon his features. they played for some time before plodding home for a well-earned meal and nap.