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The boy recoiled a bit, tumbling back onto his plump rear-end. Piper watched him carefully – brows furrowed into a tight knot – with a thin-lipped expression. Riley did not seem to cry out against her. This caused the young Redleaf girl to wonder if he was fully there, you know, like in his head. There was a good chance that because the children had been popped out in the wilderness that he was missing more than a few braincells.
 
“You okay?” Piper asked him softly. Her expression softened and she leaned forward to sniff at the top of his head. There was a moment of pause before she offered an affectionate kiss to the soft puppy fur of his crown.