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The pups gathered around Eljay's legs, babbling and yipping gleefully in a flurry of wagging tails and wiggling bodies. She was relieved to have backup, and for a moment, she almost accepted his offer of a break. Almost. But then she sighed and shook her head tiredly, though the smile on her face never faded. "No, they're being little pains in the butt today, so I should probably stay." Eljay was better at dealing with them than she was. The Blackthorn had so much more patience than she did, and he still possessed that joyful, puppyish playfulness that most wolves lost as they matured into adulthood. Those qualities made for an excellent puppysitter, and she was so glad he was Redhawk's sitter and not someone else's.

"It's nice to see you though. It's been a while. Come get comfortable -- if those little monsters will let you -- and let's visit a while."