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The first to come was Vassago, who curled himself around the hurt pup and lapped at his shoulder instead of tending to his wounds. The sniffling strengthened when Burke did the opposite and licked the wound. It hurt, but Pyro held back the tears that would make the scene look a tenfold worse than it already was.

With his eye closed, the pup found his own way around Vassago and buried his face beneath his protective paws. He was all Pyro needed at the moment, all his support. Father was not happy with him today, but, had he ever been?