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X'yrin overheard their quiet argument, and they blinked at her, Sophie's ears pressing back shyly before she smiled weakly. Boothe quieted as well, looking away from both of them. They didn't know Leon very well--he always seemed to be out and about, and though it was obvious he loved them a lot, he didn't really show it--so it was impossible for them to tell if her offer would help at all. It was impossible for them to tell if they should be worried in the first place; Sophie rather hoped they shouldn't be, but you never knew. Carefully, she sidled closer to her brother, and laid her head along his neck, stretching up as best she could to do it, so that they cuddled together quietly, not quite acknowledging X'yrin's offer but not rejecting it, either. They just couldn't be sure.
Boothe didn't like not being sure.
At the appearance of the strange man, the puppies shuffled closer to the one they already knew, and then watched with wide eyes as X'yrin walked up to him and began tugging teasingly on his ear and cuddling with him. She told them he was her "special fur", but even after their previous conversation, they didn't get it. Boothe and Sophie looked at each other, and then shuffled yet further away, scrambling a bit before ending up in a bit of a heap together, Boothe's head laying along the back of Sophie's neck and green eyes watching them warily.
They nodded quietly at the large male's words, calling them lucky, and blinked up at him, but didn't remove themselves from the small dogpile they'd made, Sophie's ears laid flat against her head and her eyes flicking to his face and away, as though she were very shy, or perhaps nervous. He was even larger than their father had been, and much larger than Leon; she couldn't help but be slightly afraid, and even Boothe fell quiet and anxious in his presence.
As he said their names, both gazes snapped back to him, and then away again, and two pairs of ears flattened against tiny skulls. "Yes, sir," They chorused, and glanced at each other nervously, pressing closer together. He was frightening, truly; they didn't know why X'yrin looked so happy to see him.
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