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Ask first, repeated Dragomir, and with that he began to feel a little more secure. Blodreina was right to assume that he didn't really understand the words, but he certainly did understand her reaction to him. He was a wolf, after all, and spoke the language of the wolf more fluently than any other. He would not enter another den without permission.

His gaze dropped down to the squirming pup as she crawled toward him. Blodreina no longer seemed to be a threat. He couldn't imagine ever being that small, but then, Dragomir couldn't imagine much of anything yet. There was too much he didn't fathom to be able to draw comparisons; that skill would come soon enough. He whapped his tail thrice against the ground as something akin to excitement welled up in his belly, but he was careful to turn his head sidelong and peer at Blodreina first.

Ask first? he requested.