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pping @Finley to have taken him here, let me know if anything needs to be changed, mom <3

His mother seemed to be disappointed that he was such a scaredy cat: and so she decided to take him out that day, to wherever, so that she could start building some bear-wrestling mentality. Jay didn't understand it very well, but he didn't object. The entire journey here, he had kept himself glued tightly to his mother. The outside world scared him a lot, and the only reason that it was manageable was because his moomy was here with him, right by his side, so that he dared go out and about at all, with her comforting scent and bravery right at hand.

They were visiting the wounded Njal, because he'd be around for sure (and after little Jay's unfortunate run-in with Sebastian, it had become evident he needed to meet other individuals outside of his family and that of the Alpha pair). Ever so carefully the pup approached, until he heard sounds, at which point he pressed himself to the ground briefly, startled. With an encouraging yet somewhat impatient nudge to the butt from his mother, the pup got up and moved forward again. His mother stayed behind, nodding (and possibly rolling her eyes) when he looked over his shoulder briefly, and so it was alone, with a terrifying couple of meters between him and his mother, that the pup approached Njal.

The pup stared at the laying wolf with his big, bashful eyes and said: "Hubbo."