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He chuckled softly.
"I certainly can."
He missed the wink.

He turned to look in the direction she spoke of.
A coyote. She'd spoken to it?
"Coyotes are nothing but trouble," he gritted out.
His family had been attacked by them too many times. He would have no peace with the low-life lesser K-9's.

"We'll be safe in the woods for a long time to come, I'm sure," he smiled to her. "I'm glad you think the same."
They would all learn together. His pack didn't all seem very experienced, and errors may be made. Unless his council would prove their worth.