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Mana, he repeated again, features unfurling into a broad grin only for his brows to bunch with confusion once more. Ordinarily, the adults made their requests quite plain. They often wished for him to repeat the words they said to practice his articulation, or wanted him to follow them, or were telling him to stop biting the other puppies, or ordering him away from danger. He could not make sense of any directive in Anselm's words and was left dumbfounded for what the man wanted him to do besides mimicking what he said.

Gideon didn't have to dwell on that long, though. Anselm's tantalizingly dangled toes soon caught his attention, and with no more thought to the consequences than a shark might have for the feelings of its prey, Gideon snapped his teeth toward them with the goal of latching on.