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The rendezvous site was often deserted these days. Masquerade enjoyed the peace and quiet, though it made them ache too. The pups were really quite grown now. The Caru still guessed that some of them would disperse. That was natural, though it would break their heart a little bit.

It would especially pain them if Mulherin went anywhere, though Masque very much doubted he would do anything without telling them first. Deep down, they wondered if he’d given any more consideration to their whimsical idea, though they wouldn’t put any pressure on the boy.

As if sensing the nature of their thoughts, they heard him call for them. The Caru smiled and snorted, walking toward the sound of his voice. Their eyes brightened at the sight of him and they quickly loped forward to close the distance, mouthing affectionately at his muzzle.

What is it? they asked, stepping back, long tail swaying.