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Ah, little Silas was happy to see her. At first he showed alertness with her appearance, for she was not apart of his family, but instead a pack mate. His little noises and yapping could only make her smile more, his tail looked as if it was about to fall off from wagging so much. Even his little rump swung around in happiness.

Mordecai and Harlyn had greeted Shikoba before returning to talk with one another and observe the two. With a neutral body posture, Shikoba moved closer and stuck her nose down to Silas. She flared her nostrils a little before bopping him ontop of his head.

She settled into a playing position, her front paws tapping the floor as her back and rump shot into the air as her shoulders remained on the sunny grass. Her tail curled itself into a wag, she waited for Silas to make his first move.