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She sat a little ways away from the den, looking apprehensively toward it. Puppies. Ember was worried about Tayui, about how she was doing, but her large friend hadn't called out for help. She didn't want to intrude, either. Surely the mother could smell her outside, and she would call to Ember when everything was finished. To tell the truth she didn't know what to do or where to go, other than to stay right where she was. Ember had a separate den from Tayui now, but that didn't mean that she did not consider the old leader's den to be home to her as well.
There was something about puppies that she just didn't like. Maybe it was their helplessness, their vunerability. Their blind faith in things. She guessed that they wouldn't be too bad, though, not this young. It was when they got three or four months old that everything started.
The adult cocked her ears forward, listening. What was going on in there?
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