Misunderstandings, and little furballs?
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Tayui was nearly five years old. In a few months, summer would arrive, and with it, the time of her birth. Although she did not know the exact date -- very few creatures did, she suspected -- she did know she had been born when spring became summer, the time when the cold and wet growth gave way. Five years it had been. For nearly four of these, she had been used to being independent -- first, living in Jaded Shadows, too afraid to meet anyone new, and then as she climbed the ranks, still finding it difficult to interact with others. After a year on Ashen Mountain, she had begun to open up and befriend those of her pack. But she had still relied on herself -- her paws, teeth, claws -- everything she used to move, to breathe, to live. It was all her. And now she had four others to look after and could not afford the frivolity of independence. She would accept any help she could get, for she knew she would need it. Already, the children looked like they were going to be a handful!



"In that case, I would very much appreciate it, and I'm sure the puppies would, too! They're always hungry," she noted with a quiet chuckle. "Not for a lot of food -- just... hungry. You were a father at some point...? Do you remember all of this? The craziness that is... having them. All of them," she reflected, smiling softly. Each and every one of her puppies was beautiful.


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