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She couldn't help but laugh at Tousaint's words. She could understand, for the dear had a similar affect on her - clearly. "Isn't he?" She agreed. "I haven't had a young one like this since my last litter, I'm afraid I may be weak to it." It only made her wish for the spring to come sooner.

"He behaves so well too. Much easier to correct than a puppy." Of course, a puppy had much less on the line. It could be true the Faust was simply past the biting stage, of course.

She did worry, of course. Her sons had yet to meet the kit, and she feared that they may not take well to him. She would not tolerate cruelty towards Faust.