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Tokyo had assumed by default that Princess was okay. Because... well, Princess was the daughter of Tokyo Chance, who on Earth would hurt someone like her? The very idea was completely and utterly ridiculous. No, in her time of separation since her daughter ran away, not once had she actually worried about the puppy's safety. Well, at least, not from the typical dangers; her only nightmare lay in the influence of her foul son, the Buttface that Princess had been dumb enough to run off with. She just didn't understand the danger of his pernicious influence! It was good, though, that Princess hadn't said anything. Tokyo was glad her daughter was looking for her, though. Both because she'd love to see her, and that she needed to make sure she understood how dangerous the secrets were that she unwittingly was keeping.

She let the silence draw out, waiting patiently for an answer to her question. And the other did speak more, of course, eventually. Her name was Alexey - the pack's pupsitter. Well, Tokyo certainly hoped that she didn't have any plans to take care of Princess. As soon as she was reunited with her daughter, she wanted the only important influence on her child's life to be herself. No one else was good enough for her beautiful child, she didn't want her to be soiled by all of the less-than-perfect wolves out there in the world.

Actually, Tokyo did mind her asking, but she couldn't exactly just say that, it would sound sorta weird. So instead she shifted uncomfortably. In every other situation Tokyo was an amazing liar. She was quick to think up plausible stories to cover whatever crime she was trying to get away with, and sometimes honest-to-God even believed her stories partway through telling them. But this was just a bit awkward. It was her private business. It was her children! It didn't concern anyone else. The gray and tan female forced a smile on her face and attempted to feed Alexey unspecific platitudes. "Oh, well, as a pupsitter I'm sure you know how kids get sometimes. Her and her brother got the idea into their head that they'd run off - explore the world, be independent and other such nonsense like that. Took her a bit longer to return than I expected, that's all."

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