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The young wolf's behavior confused Blaise. Ceasing to rasp her tongue against the large paws, she backed away, her brow furrowed. She thought she would be taken right inside to her mother, yet this woman did not seem like she had expected to come across a young pup. Unable to give up her fantasy just yet, Blaise quickly reasoned that her mother had not met this pretty wolf after all. Her mother was simply waiting for her to come to the house herself, like a big girl.



Pricking her ears, Blaise squeaked, Not lost. Mommy in dat house. She wait for me wiff other woofs! She spoke with unwavering confidence. Her chest heaved with a small, nervous sigh, because she needed ask the stranger to do something for her, and her mother had taught her that she must be very polite when requesting favors from others. You... You pease take me to Mommy? the girl said more softly, peering into gentle blue eyes.
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