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She gave a nod, so Jefferson knew of her and knew her name and she wasn’t told to bug off just yet. She didn’t want to press to see how his mood was; she just gave a simple nod and watched as the pup filled in the leader of what had happened and what was said, but really by the sounds of it and how Jefferson acted, he knew better than any of them what was going on, though a leader should know his pack and Jefferson. She flicked an ear and took a step back over toward the pup, she thought it was cute how he was acting so fearless, he was going to have to learn one day that things can and do go bump in the night.
She turned to look at Domonick, she had to judge him fairly no matter what she wanted to do to help him get back upon his feet and getting to where he would be of use to the pack, and not just a famished pup. ”Found him laying there like a dead rat. A bit snippy, but he was quick to come back to a more normal temperament. He seems willing to work for the betterment of the pack. “
She smiled over to the pup as she walked over to him giving him a soft nudge with a smile. ”You did wonderful! Maybe you can help me on borders more often…and maybe you can show me them hero skill you’ve been working on.”
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