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No stranger to the game
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Pooooop. 300+
Kansas stood by, listening to Jazper joke with Ehno and suppressing the slight laughter that threatened. He didn't find their jocularity funny; he wasn't the type to laugh at those sorts of things. But he chose not to laugh because he thought that doing so might have seemed rude, seeing as he knew neither male well. But Jazper was friendly toward him, as he had always been. He was the first to greet him. Kansas grinned amiably. ”Hey Jazper. And… It’s nice to meet you, as well. Moose.” Having little experience with newcomers, that was all Kansas had for him. The dove male had an interesting dialect, one Kansas didn’t recognize, but he understood him fairly well.
Jazper caught him off guard with his announcement. The Sadira didn't know who Garnet, the mother of his expected pups was; but the news brought a wider smile to the creamy boy's face. ”Congratulations,” he offered. Kansas felt the urge to announce his own hopes for puppies, since he and Savina had been making their own... attempts… A lot. But he did not feel comfortable declaring that sort of thing with his mate’s brother right there, especially since he didn't know for sure whether or not she was pregnant. Telling Ehno would be for Savina to do.
As they continued to talk about his mate, Kansas stood quiet, still feeling like he didn't belong. He didn't feel the male comradery at the moment. But he was definitely happy to see Ehno. It surely seemed right that his brother-in-law should be there among them, keeping Kansas afloat. ”You too, Ehno.” He felt comfortable with the male. The two were alike in that they didn't feel the need to assert themselves as big, go-get-'em males. Kansas was okay with his rank. He just hoped Savina didn't mind. ”...Yeah. They've done a lot for the pack.” he said as compliment to Ehno's words.
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