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I was here before, but not for very long, he explained. He nodded down to the water, giving a shrug at the possibility of waiting. I don't mind—I'll lend a paw. He smiled, yellow eyes sparkling.

He settled down with a sigh, and then came out with it:

I, uh, slept with Sialuk, and some of her kids could be mine. Oh, and Moonshadow, too. But I'm not—like—it was a crazy coincidence! he sputtered, sucking in a breath through his teeth. I didn't mean to be a father of, like, multiple litters.

Still looking awkward, Killdeer stirred a paw in the water, enjoying the feel of the current against the limb. His eyes were set upon the pelts; he was too nervous to look at the woman, assuming she'd think of him as a terrible rake or something.