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To be honest, as steadfast as he was in believing his father's words, Atreyu had no idea exactly how the ocean blessed one with a litter. He assumed a would-be mother would simply wade out into the sea and then a few months later would have their own children - that explanation seemed plausible enough to the youth. He had never inquired about the actual details of it (nor would he have wanted to, if he was ever told how puppies were actually made).

As the jovial stranger accepted this new knowledge with a cheerful bark of a reply, Atreyu let the smallest of grins spread across his face, his ego satiated. "My name's Atreyu," he replied with a flick of his tail, head then tilting to the side in an inquiring manner, awaiting the other's own name. After it was given (assuming Finn would apologies for the power play), the boy briefly looked back up at sun, now almost completely covered by darkness.

The land itself seem to quieten, the roar of the ocean and chattering of birds overhead falling silent as darkness began to envelope the area. Although unsettled, Atreyu felt a little more at ease with the stranger than he would have if he had been witnessing the eclipse alone. Shifting on one paw, the boy turned to Finn again. "Is this some sort of storm?" he asked, though it was more of a thought said aloud than a question.