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Lasher's silent hopes for Behati settled silently and without weight on her young shoulders. She would have accepted whatever burden he wished her to bear in her desire to please - too green to understand the long-term effects of her decisions.

"Juuust keeping an eye out, " she replied in her sing-song voice, sliding her eye over the dark body of the male that had joined her. This was Lasher - mate, father, and leader. Even up close, he held an air of quiet mystery about him. Behati's dark ears twitched, and she focused on the fuzz of his cheek before asking, "So were you born and bred into the Plateau Gang, or are you a stra-.. late joiner, like me? It's beautiful here." Some of the Plateau wolves looked as though they might be related, but not all; Dante didn't look to have fathered any of the youngsters.