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portia smiled, because wildfire looked so confused that it was almost comical. of course, she'd probably long forgotten about her son, she hoped everyone had. "sirio," she repeated, but phrased as an answer rather than a question, "he's around, somewhere, his scent is fresh just past the borders but he's no longer a part of drageda." 

and, as an afterthought, and a mild amount of hesitation, she added, "or this family."

but that was the thing! and portia shook her head quickly to try to get that point across. "but dalia is here and is going to help me raise this next litter-- they'll be perfect little drageda poster children." she'd be sure of it.