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He was an alert wolf by nature, but the world shrank around him as he focused on the small pup that leaned against his blunt nails. It had been a long time since he had been in the company of a newborn. But his thoughts on that and his feelings were well hidden.

Jagwyr remained still as she made her way toward him on limbs that were not quite ready to walk. Not until she bumped into his snout did he move at all, canting his muzzle to sniff at her and brush his nose across her soft baby furs. It was a short lived encounter; he gingerly nudged her back toward her awaiting mother, and then calmly but swiftly reversed out of the den after a nod of farewell to Wylla.

His departure perhaps spoke more than his unrevealing face did.