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The story frightened Eljay. To think there were creatures that could so easily kill him was terrifying, and when the guns from the sky were mentioned Eljay looked up to the sky, lowering his body to the ground slightly, as though he expected himself to be shot right there and then. He thought it very strange, and had a thousand questions, but felt too frightened to actually ask any of them. The humans were a scary thing, and to hear more about them seemed only to make them scarier. Besides, he was afraid if he'd ask the wrong things they'd pop up and murder him, or something.

"Oh," he squeaked with a high-pitched voice when the story about humans came to an end. Eljay was eager to dive into the next subject -- Mazi's parents and home pack -- but he felt his heart drop to his feet when she said that her parents had other children to keep themselves occupied with. That they didn't miss her at all. Eljay wondered if he had to leave when his parents had new pups, too. If they wouldn't miss him at all, either. "They must miss you at least a little..." Eljay said hopefully, his eyes shimmering with emotion as he looked at Mazi. It was silly, he knew, to relate whether his parents'd miss him were he gone to Mazi, but somehow it made all the difference in the world what she would answer.