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Lagan seemed satisfied by the answers provided by both adults. "Mmkay," he agreed pleasantly, which left Elwood wondering if he would, from now on, associate Raven as his "godfather." Either way, he was glad that his niece had returned to the pack and that Liffey and Lagan would grow up with an older role model to look up to, aside from Eljay.

His brows lifted as Raven asked Lagan a question. The boy shook his head, eyes wide with unasked questions and brimming with curiosity. Elwood's lips twitched. "We haven't talked too much about trades, no. He knows that I'm a guardian and that his mom is a scout -- but I'm sure he would love to hear about your specialties, Raven," he said. Soon enough, it would be time for the youngest Blackthorns to start pulling their weight as they approached the adult ranks. Elwood was reminded of a conversation he had had with Peregrine long ago about their children's future trades, and whether or not they should influence them to be like their parents. Perhaps Lagan wouldn't want to be a scout or a guardian -- maybe he would end up wanting to take after his older brother and his "godfather" and become a caregiver of some sort. Only time would tell.