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arf arf! jaylen imitated in a chuckle, loving smile making his face glow. the little child came closer on toddling feet, and jaylen imagined he was merrick, watching his child's first footsteps. what a lovely thing it would be to be a family head! the bear did not know that merrick lacked his enthusiasm.

the beast looked up then, distracted from the child when its mother emerged and came to his side, spine bristling with fear or perhaps anger. a gentle sigh from his nose- why were some wolves like this? the bear collapsed heavily to his haunches, sitting with torso upright (see avatar). did he still look threatening to her? are you one eyed wolf's family? jaylen called softly to the scary woman, willing himself to have courage; to try and show her that he was no harm. bearpaws were made for pats on the head, not violence.