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Eljay listened quietly to the story that daddy recounted. He smiled throughout the whole thing, guzzling up all the information. It seemed like a fairytale-like story -- well, maybe except for the fight, but it had all been for the better in the end -- and Eljay wondered if Liffey's experiences had been similar too. He wondered if he would some day have this great story to tell his pups, too, or if he would always remain alone. Maybe he was just destined to be the pack's puppysitter and live the parents' life only indirectly through the other Redhawk pups. After all, it hadn't happened so far...

"That's a really lovely story," Eljay commented with a soft smile. "How old were you guys?" He wasn't actually sure at all how old mommy and daddy were and had never given it any thought. They'd always just been 'old'. Only now that he thought he might be approaching the age that they already had, well, him, Eljay was starting to think about such things.