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Dat be not weakness; you be a natural mot'er. He reassured her with a faint laugh. He couldn't look at the fox kit as fondly as he had looked at younger siblings. Tousaint, having no children of his own, did not understand what Viskani might feel- but he could see that she was in her happy place here, as a mother. 

He regarded the fox kit, trying to imagine what pups might be like at that stage. Given the fact that Faust remained on the end of a tether, he was prohibited from wandering, which seemed to be the vice of most wolf children. Foxes be clever, He commented. Per'aps 'e knows you spared 'im a life of sorrow. He suggested. After all, the kit had been tied up, kicked about, dragged...He'd likely thought he walked to his grave when he'd been led to their borders.