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Together, they stepped out of the den, Wildfire casting a longing glance over her shoulder before focusing her gaze on the commander. Their noses touched again and she nodded her head in response. The pups would grow quickly and become a major part of the pack's everyday life. She could hardly wait to partake in that, helping to rear the next generation.

Before the yearling departed, leaving Thuringwethil to her guard, she reached up to nuzzle tenderly at the healing wound by the Alpha female's ear. With a parting smile and lick to the underside of the Heda's chin, she then turned to go and resume her hunt.