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Eljay had a gleeful expression on his face as the pups waddled towards him. The cold was forgotten for a moment and he nuzzled against Oriole's face as he was reached, while the other pups streamed towards him too. He watched as one of the pups was licking the place where the food had been and said, "That's a smart one." It gave good promise for his survivability, really, that he would find the place where there had been meat, and it also meant it'd be easy to transition him from milk, he figured; something Raven desperately needed with the harsh weather and bad conditions, as soon as they were able.

"Aw, thanks... I hope so." When some of the other pups reached him, gingerly placed nuzzles were given to each of them too. He looked up at Raven and said, "Do you think... Will the other puppies all survive, you think? I... Because of the cold, I mean." He wasn't sure if he should've said anything now that the words were out, because thinking of any of the pups dying was a terrible thought.