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though they are yet young he can see so much of queenie and himself in them. perhaps it is projection -- this flare of temper is st. clair through and through, this long-worn glower is pure singing-sunglight -- they are small and still forming their personalities.

still.

he turns to hide a cough in his leg, then looks back to her, giving up the battle before it's begun. "you gotta be nice to them," delight says instead, without any real force. he doesn't have the energy to play counselor between the litters -- sorry seabreeze. his kids are a menance. but they're his menance, so. "c'mere, just, don't let me cough on you, ok?" he sighs, rearranging so that she might come closer to him if she wants. "what do you have against the other puppies anyway?"