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Puppies. Disgusting little creatures, unable to do anything on their own or fend for themselves. It took all the will of the parents, and sometimes the clan, just to keep them alive. All that were grown had been a puppy once, but it did not make them any more likable. Hybrid despised puppies, and the fact that Faolin had them. A female and a male - together - was what had created those hellish little creatures. It was so wrong and natural. It made him sick.
And there they were. His sister's little bundles of doom, running about and carrying out normal functions. From the look on Faolin's face, the mere fact that they could smell seemed to be of great joy. Either that or she had not been outside of her den in a long, long time and it was starting to go to her head. Hybrid snickered at the thought, wondering how long ago his sister had gone crazy. She wasn't sane - no one could be sane to deliver puppies. He winced at the thought, profoundly glad he was male and incapable of producing such things.
He trotted over to where his sister was, a sneer on his face and a frown to follow. "So sister, what are your plans? Rearing the next generation of soldiers?" He jerked his head at the puppies frolicking about a few metres away. "I hope you don't disappoint."
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