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Poppy had never really seen anyone hurting before, not to mention actual wounds and fresh scars. Of course she had spent hours play-fighting with her sisters and had won most of the childish fights, but it had never really been pain they'd felt. A nibble here and a scratch there was nothing compared to the scar she was seeing on Niro's knee. It had definitely picked at her interest however, and as he spoke, he had her full attention. A lot of wolves had a habit of doing that these days - she loved listening to stories and having a chance at knowing a tad more about something.




"I hope you and your packmates taught that moose a lesson!" Poppy exclaimed as she bounced slightly, "When we don't behave, Mama gives us a little punishment and that's how we learn our lesson. That's just because we're puppies though... once we're big... Mr. Soul - he's our leader - can give us big punishments if we do bad things!" she explained, her tone taking on a wise, all-knowing tone as though what she was saying was the most important thing in the world. To her, maybe it was. The shear fact that a stranger was listening to what she had to say was definitely important to her. She felt important.




Poppy shook her head. "Everything scares Foxglove! She's a big scared-y cat!" she giggled, feeling unusually chatty all of a sudden. Sure there were obviously still those thoughts lurking in the back of her mind, unpleasant thoughts mind you, but she had since convinced herself that if she acted like herself, he would see how adorable she was and want to stick around more.




It was a shame Foxglove and Magnolia weren't here however. Niro was a stranger to all three of the Monroe girls, but for some reason Poppy was probably the one who was going to have the hardest time with all of this. Foxglove was scared now, but it had probably been the howl... And Magnolia? Well, she had probably been too busy to respond; either that or Mama had stopped her altogether. Not that Poppy believed her Mama would want to do that, but it was possible, right?




Niro was smiling now, though, and Poppy realized he had taken a step toward her. She wasn't moving though; it was as if her four paws were stuck to the earthy ground.




"Well..." she trailed off, thinking of games she liked to play with her sisters. There were a lot of things they did together, but her two all-time favorite games would definitely have to be play-fighting and tag. She was a very fast runner, but unfortunately in that area, she wasn't the best. "I was winning at play-fighting with my sister before you came!" she informed him.




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