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Lagan's squeal's were answered as a mouth closed around him. Satisfied, his body quaked slightly, a shiver of content as he was placed delicately in between his father's paws. He wondered who had picked him up. He was getting closer to the day when he'd open his eyes, but not yet. Only one way to find out. Lagan wiggled back and forth, little white paws dancing about the air as he flipped himself over. He exposed his silver grey head, showing off his white diamond to his papa and Whip. Only his papa would know what this meant, and if it was his dad, Lagan would be even happier, he would've completed his original mission.