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Peter had never been the most active of the new Firebirds. He was certainly not the loudest, nor was he exactly overwhelming with personality. But he was a loving little creature. In many ways, he reminded her of Eljay at this age. Small, quiet, nervous, and fairly clingy. It made her heart tingle with anticipation for the pups that were growing inside of her that she hoped (in that particular moment, at least) would be just as adorably cuddly.

"You don't say..." Fin replied as though he had given an actual response. She picked up a paw to poke a claw gently against his nose, simply for the curiosity of what he might do in response. "You looking for your dad?"