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King shrugged his dark shoulders—perhaps this Larkspur did exist within the pack, but he still had never seen him. But to reiterate past thoughts (which is okay, because King was a kid and he repeated his thoughts a lot in his head), he would assume that he was not important enough. He knew the ones that were important, the rest he had seen because they were necessary, and the rest were all superfluous. As for wolves outside of his own pack, King could only regard them with a guarded distaste. Besides, coyotes existed outside, and who knew if these wolves were in collaborations with those half-breeds.


One of the puppy's dark ears flicked when he saw the small smile enkindle itself on Harlowe's pale features—he seemed pretty attached to this "uncle" of his, which was odd. He had been told that he had plenty of family on both sides, but King had only felt a closeness to his parents. Quite frankly, he resented all the other ones unless they gave him some miraculous reason to believe otherwise. But it seemed strange that Harlowe's reason for seeking out his uncle was to learn more about his family… But then again, King was seeking out his own father. So in the end he did understand, and he lost a bit of his automatic distrust of the Phoenix Valley wolf.


Now, what to do. He could tell the wolf to go away, but that would be rather rude. This was a wolf, not a coyote, and he just wanted to visit his family—like how King wanted to visit his father. The youth paused, considering for a moment before flicking his tail and saying suddenly, "Well, come on then." He half-turned before realizing that that was a lack of information. Frowning and wishing everyone could hear his more important thoughts so he didn't have to say them after thinking them, he looked back to the D'Angelo and said, "If this Larkspur is here, then he's inside and you won't find him while sitting here. Come with me and you can look and not get in trouble."


The idea of anyone getting angry at King for letting in someone to see their family was absolutely alien to the pup. Angry, at him? He did whatever the hell he wanted.
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