(J)Feels Like Home To Me
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Deuce nuzzled the boy again, letting out a soft whimper of her own as he softly mourned for Dierdre. She knelt, so she could be on his level. Dierdre will come home someday. Afterall, she has to see her children grow up, right? Bi-colored eyes were kind and compassionate. Until she comes back, we will take care of you.

The pale mother didn't stop to think that Conri might not want another mouth to feed, or that there might be some other reason that the boy wouldn't be accepted. She just did what she felt was right as a mother. She began grooming the boy's fur, just like she did with the pups. Soft, gentle caresses meant to soothe and relax.


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