And now you're pulling out the best of me
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A frown came to the forefront of Salem's expressions, not liking both the fact that Conri couldn't come back and the fact that he seemed so sad. Even his eyes seemed a little glossier than they had moments ago, though for whatever reason Salem did not realise. His voice shaky, his actions a little bit watery… Salem hung his head a bit, unsure of how to act or react to such a thing. And that was seemingly the point when he shared a little bit of information that made the boy look at him again and his cant head to the side. His father? He had no idea what a father was, he wasn't so sure he had ever heard the word until then. His life consisted of those in the pack he was familiar with, but his immediate world did not go beyond the two females who cared for him and his littermates. His mothers and his siblings.



But all of that fell out of his head the moment when Conri mentioned visiting again. A smile reapplied itself across Salem's dark features and he bobbed his head enthusiastically — he'd like that very much! This Conri guy was interesting and not boring by any notion and despite having a mental note to ask his grandmother about the red-haired man, he already wanted to know more about him and his so-called fatherly connection to the picture. He even considered asking his mother, but grandma popped into his head faster because of her mentioning.

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