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Elwood grinned. "You should fill Peregrine in on this, too. I'm sure he'd love to be a part of any prank that involves Finley," he said as Fox declared that she was off to track down her husband. She suggested that he look for Finley and maybe start planning the seeds of godmother-terrorizing moths in her head, to which he nodded. "I'm on it," he promised with a wave of his tail.

He gave Fox an amiable nudge on the shoulder, pressing his snout against the lean muscle and bone, then turned and lowered his head to the ground. He gave a sniff as he prowled away, hoping to come across Finley's scent sooner rather than later.