Wheeling Gull Isle east is up

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he moves awkwardly, almost as strangely as the newest pups that do little more than squirm and fall over each other. as soon as she made the connection, the wolf wasn't very scary in the least; he was one of the newborns, but big. the puppy-wolf huffed, and her salmon-pink tongue flicked out over her lips in thought, muddled blue gaze watching him with sharp focus. 

the male attempted to stand; just like the pups, his legs didn't seem strong enough, and he dropped back down with a gasp that had her suddenly worried. she'd picked up quickly on the general fuss made about the pups; there was always a mom or a dad there to watch them, care for them. yet there was none here beside her, and as soon as the male turned away, a soft and careful "uh oh" filled the small space. 

suddenly made bold, she picked her way towards him, clambering carefully onto his shoulders, placing a few careful licks atop his head, as she'd seen Seelie and Reigi do a dozen times over. "ok?" she questions, voice lilting and careful, tiny paws digging into his ruff.