Under Your [P]ower
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"My feet,' he replied promptly, and then almost managed to keep a straight face. Almost. IT was a lost cause, though, as his maw split in a huge grin and he chuckled twice. Honestly, he'd just been walking for the sake of it. Now that he thought about it, there were probably better things he could be doing than getting lost. He was still in his pack's territory, though, so it was all good.

"Really though, I was just, y'know, out for a walk..." he responded for real, putting the matter of vanished siblings out of his mind. "I do that sometimes, just walking and thinking, and talking to myself like a maniac," he let his voice trail off, joking again. This time he managed to keep his face straight. It was quite a chore. He tended to become a little slap-happy when worried.


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