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Judah replied that he trusted his papa, though it came out as an uncertain whine. With ginger movements, Caracal wrapped his forelegs completely around the small boy and tugged him tightly to his chest. He kissed the top of his head, rocking back and forth a little as he muttered reassurances against the pup’s crown.

I don’t know what you’re afraid of, Ju, the young father admitted, but whatever it is, I’ll keep you safe, alright? It’s my job to protect you. He punctuated this sincere statement with a couple more nuzzles before querying, Will you tell me what’s so scary to you out here?