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The familiar cry of a small voice snapped Peregrine out of his thoughts, prompting him to drawl, "What'cha want, Dubs?" as he stretched out a large paw to drop gently atop young Whip's head. "It's du-d," he added with a click of his tongue and a wink, knowing full well that the pups weren't capable of much articulation just yet. He was actually quite pleased with da!

Even when it came from an unexpected source. The Alpha's attention snapped upward as the pack's Beta male approached. Peregrine's lips twitched into a smile. "That's right, call me daddy," he teased with a jokingly lascivious wink at Elwood. He paused to actually consider his friend's question even as he continued to mash his son's head mercilessly. "It's all right. NJ decided to head out on his own for a bit," he revealed sadly.