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"Why not?"

His sister was full of questions, and whilst Pura normally resented prompts to speak, he was happy to share his private musings with her. Contrary to what the pack might think, the awkward pup did a lot of thinking - he just struggled to put it into words.

"Sad is normal," he murmured softly, gazing at Saēna's pale shoulder. There were so many rules. Don't chew on the dead, don't dig up graves, keep Atticus alive even though he wasn't there any more, this is sacred, that is sacred, don't show your penis to anyone. Juggling everything gave Pura a headache. "You h-have to follow lots of other rules." Exasparation bubbled over into a frown that he aimed his sister. "I don't know why there are so many. Pe-Peregrine makes them."