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It was a small floof of a boy that found him at the water's edge, a bit smaller than Juniper and her siblings, but not by much. Though Taikon was never exactly sure how to interact with children, this one was wordless at first, showing the curiosity of a hunter. The white wolf offered a small smile to the pup. 'lo there, he gave a small bow of his head, as if speaking to an adult respectfully. Where'd you come from?
Taikon looked past the boy toward where he'd ventured out, but saw no sign of his guardians. They were deep enough within pack territory that he wasn't particularly concerned, although he had not rallied with everyone in the pack just yet and was mildly worried what his parents would think of a stranger looking after their boy. I'm Taikon. I'm new, he explained.