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Cerridwyn chuckled at the small pup's enthusiasm as she scampered back toward the stream. "Well, I dun doubt ye'll 'ave a whole bushel of 'em b'fore long, Xion." The saddled female pulled her knees to her chest and rested her arms on them as the golden-eyes Xeris spoke. "Well, I've been 'ere fer a couple months now," she replied, "but kep' t'm'self fer th' first month or so." She picked up a dried twig and began to fiddle with it. "Aye, ye've all been quite welcomin'," she said in response to Xeris' query. "'S almost beginnin' t'feel like 'ome 'ere."

The willowy female's chocolate eyes followed the young one as she played in the water, still trying to snag one of the silvery forms that danced beneath its surface. "Pretty li'l thing, she is," Cerridwyn commented thoughtfully, and turned back to Xeris. "Is it 'ard? Mother'ood, I mean. Seems like it would be, 'avin' t'keep up wi' th' li'l uns all th' time."


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