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His small eyes shined up at Grayday adoringly and he wiggled a little in his spot. He could feel the loving energy moving through him and, consequently, he could not hold entirely still. As Grayday sang in that smooth, even voice of his, Dauntless felt compelled to howl along but did not actually allow himself to do so. It would be disrespectful to interrupt the Leaderwolf. However, when Grayday invited Dauntless to sing, he thought he might burst with feelings of well-being. Easy was asleep and Lavender, for once, was sitting there contentedly and not trying to hog the spotlight. Dauntless had his dad's undivided attention. He looked bashfully at the elder wolf but then opened his small mouth and let out a squeaky little howl, tipping his head back and bringing his lips to a small "O" as he had seen the other, grown wolves do before. He did not attempt to sing the song his father had just being singing - too many words for a young pup - but he liked the way his breath felt as it moved out of his small lungs, through his mouth, and into the air. He took a deep breath and let loose another squeaky little howl. He was unable to hold his note steady, and it came out as a sort of "woooowooowooo" as the pitch wabbled between sharp and flat, but Dauntless was completely unaware of these technicalities. He was just enjoying the moment.