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Okay, talking to mommy had (probably) made him feel a little more organised about all of this, but there were still a lot of weird emotions going around that Eljay couldn't quite place. It didn't help that a few days after the confusing moment and its aftermath something changed. Eljay found a trace of something weird and Wiffley on the borders and he wasn't too sure what to make of it. Unsure what this meant and a little worried -- and still confused and feeling awkward about when he cried because Wiffle was crying and all that followed, not sure it things'd be weird if they saw each other or not -- Eljay followed the scent into the pack territories.

His hackles raised a little when he saw another guy standing there, calling something to -- presumably -- Wiffle. Hey - What's going on? he asked, though his voice came out a lot more defensive and protective than he had intended it. Eljay didn't really understand why but he just felt the fierce need to protect Wiffle from this guy, even though when he looked at it rationally, there wasn't any danger going on and this guy was probably just a pack mate. But what if he was more? What if he loved Wiffle? What if she loved him too? What if he was going to hurt Wiffle? All these thoughts seemed super irrational and at the same time they were the only thing on his mind as he stepped forward, his body posture insecure and far from the confidence he wanted to show in this situation.