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Kikimora, with her senses still dulled, did not understand the muffled wailing of her den-mate. She felt anxious at his cries, unsure if there was a danger within the hollow that might come for her next. She scooted around, seeing the comfort of her kin, when her tiny body was plucked from among the other pups to be nestled close to a sweet-scented milk source.

Panic immediately forgotten, she paddled and nursed, tail wiggling happily at the taste of milk.