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‘Dwen's joke went right over Sylvie's head. We have a record of the pack like that? she asked, voice hitching excitedly. That would help her with her project of collecting their family's history!

She nodded at the timeline and agreed; her sister needed to rest her paw. Sounds like a plan to me, she said with a wag of her tail. And I've been pretty good—been hangin' out with Daddy and learning about our family. she said.

Then, as though it just occurred to her that Ceridwen was injured, she asked: What happened to your paw?