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Kieran met his nephew's playful bow with one of his own. Whit's ears flattened against his head at the sound of the man's throaty growl - more impressive by far than his own. He knew perfectly well that he was in no danger, and so he didn't back down. Instead, he tried to put more power behind his own snarl and pulled his lips back even further to show off his "deadly" fangs.

Whit flinched away from his uncle's swat, but dove after his paw as he pulled it away. He attempted to grab it with outstretched arms, but plopped harmlessly onto the ground and Kieran danced away. With a bark, the boy bounced after him, his tag wagging like crazy as he made another lunge for a the older wolf's forepaw.