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It was quite obvious that Wildfire felt guilt for what she'd done. It took Fin all of thirty seconds of watching her goddaughter trembling at her paws before she heaved a sigh and slipped down onto her belly, aligning her foreleg on either side of the youngster. She leaned forward to plant a kiss upon the girl's crown, then moved her nose to bump it lightly under her chin, wanting her to lift her head so she could see her.

"You know it's part of Aunt Flea's job to make sure your pretty face doesn't get bit," she said softly with a small grin, hoping to drag a tiny smile from the girl.