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taking over the siblings as NPCs since their players left the game.

a month elapsed since his cast into existence and Lycaon was coming to an understanding with the world newly observable around him. he hit his milestones at a pace convenient to him -- the last to see, last to toddle, first to experiment with the operatic strength of his lungs. 

presently, the trio were outside, seizing the day... as well as limbs and ears and toes, with pestering rows of milk incisors, as little angels are wont to do. Wylla and Ingram roistered amongst themselves in the shade, and Lusca set out to trail the promising scent of a poorly hare while her thirdborn was left to occupy himself fornent the threshold of the den.  

and he succeeded in the task, scouring his itchy gums against the course-grained granite of a rock he'd inherited from the earth and his mother's desperate jowls. please, chew on this instead of my face. gnawing complacently, he harbored the stone betwixt his paws -- witholding it preciously from prevailing envious spectators -- and began to doze off in the lulling warmth of the sun.
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