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[tackles lovingly] Want to wrap this one up so we can focus on our current one? ♥

Coelacanth’s trust in Moorhen was absolute. It feels like I’ve said this before, possibly multiple times, but I don’t care. I’m going to say it again. She didn’t bat an eyelash when the banded raven began to roughhouse with her puppies. In fact, she joined in with surprising eagerness, using the bridge of her muzzle to “throw” Sixgill and Koi forward with surprising strength. She took her cues from the larger female, but added her own spin on it, teasing at Sixgill and Koi’s tufted ears with harmless little nips. Beneath it all was an honest vow, though — a desire to guard and protect Moorhen as ardently as the Agarwaen guarded and protected the rest of the pack.

Once the children began to tire, their amateur feints and lunges growing sloppy and haphazard, Seelie soothed them to a stop — and with Moorhen’s help, she shepherded them east to continue the search for their missing littermate.