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And that, my friends, is how you alienate your pack mates. Not only was Dove wrong about the assumption of their bloodline, but - ohhh, she clearly was in the wrong as Finley stated her claim to the boy. For a second Dove was stunned, but her expression merely flickered from uncertainty to a pleasant smile.

"Oops!" She peeped, followed by a laugh (which could have been forced and likely was, but Dove was an expert when it came to casual dismissal of certain subjects. Especially boys.) "He didn't say anything about having a misses. But I guess that's what I get for assuming - I swear I meant nothing by it." The comment, or her behavior towards the boy; but Dove didn't know if Finley knew or -- okay, everything was all jumbled now.

Awkwardness intensifies.