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Well, at least it wasn't a wolf in leadership this time. Fig smirked at his sister as she explained. "Super talkative? Sounds just like your kind of people," he commented idly, trying to see if she might share how annoying she found the girl. Perhaps that was why Fennec was messing with her. He could see that being the case.

"An apprentice for me?" Fig questioned, quirking a brow at her, "There's a scary thought. I don't know how good I'd be at something like that." He paused for a moment, contemplating. The topic had brought his mind to his potential future as a leader of his own pack. Would Fenn laugh at him if he told her the conversations he'd had with Towhee and Phox? Probably.

"Mom actually came up with an even crazier suggestion than that," he added slowly, "She thinks I ought to branch out and lead my own pack one day, like Osiris did with the Glen."