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Dauntless knew he wasn't allowed to go into the den tonight... but if it was meant to be a punishment, he hadn't taken it as such. He trotted up to his father, completely forgetting about their earlier skirmish. Sure, it was a little bit chilly, but Dauntless didn't seem to mind. Maybe he had acclimated well enough to the colder weather, or maybe the run he'd just gone on was still keeping him warm. Whatever the case, he didn't even attempt to go to the den, flopping down beside his father instead.

"Will you tell me a bedtime story?" he asked.