Dixie was once again late to the meeting, but she didn’t really care. Running into the gathering hall at the last minute, she skidded to a stop at Wayne’s side and acted like she had heard everything. It was before the second half of Jazper’s speech, so she hadn’t missed anything important. Wrapping her arms around Wayne’s waist, she leaned against him and took a deep breath, her heart hammering from the excited run back to the fort.
Jazper began speaking again and the girl tilted her head to look at the Sole, wondering who was going to mentor the little fluff ball that she’d seen playing around the fort grounds. Surely it wouldn’t be herself…she had nothing to offer to a child. Her mind was on herself for a few moments, wondering what in the world she’d ever be able to pass on to anyone…when Jaz said Wayne’s name in line with Adelle’s.
Dixie’s head snapped up and she stared at Wayne, trying to gauge his expression. Hopefully he would be okay with this new development. She knew that she’d have to take over some of his duties if he was to be playing with a puppy all the time now.
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