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Tzila regretted that Sotiris would grow up without a sister. But she also knew there were many other puppies born into Yuèlóng this season. When he was older, he surely would have no shortage of playmates. For now, the newly dubbed mother would spoil him rotten. Dark ears pricked attentively as a sneeze overcame his little body, prompting her to usher her muzzle forward and give him a gentle once over from head to toe. Sifting through his fur, she placed a loving kiss to his crown, cooing sweetly to him. Only when she looked further down, did she see. Those newly opened oceanic eyes. Tzila felt her heart skip a beat. "Well, well hello my sweet one..." She whispered.

Outside, she caught a scent. Glimpsed a flash of earthen and sandy fur. Instinctively she tensed for a split second. This wasn't Hua. It was someone else...Ruò, if her memory served her right. Not a wolf she was familiar with at all, but still one of the pack all the same. Had she come to visit? Or had she happened upon her den site by pure chance? Glancing down to her son, Tzila carefully scooted forward without disturbing him too much, enough to poke her inky head out, where silver eyes glinted with a cautious, silent question.