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Now he had done it. Instead of bringing joy and happiness and all those warm, fuzzy feelings to these wolves he had made one of them feel stupid and the other one ashamed. Perhaps he had judged the black male a little too harshly. Everyone forgot things sometimes. He continued to take the things that Tharin passed to him but now he put them in their rightful places in silence. Jars, cloths and little things he had made while he travelled were all organized and stored away. Ready for when he would need them again.
He wasn’t sure how he could put an end to the silence that had occurred after Shadow’s apology. Well, not until Tharin picked up his Guitar and handed it to him. Iggy’s eyes lit up and he smiled brightly as he took it from the wolf. “Now this..” He said as he gave it a strum and then fiddled with the tuners. “..is a guitar.” He paused for a second as he got it tuned. When he was done, he took a seat on the back of his wagon. His legs dangled over the edge and he threw the strap of the instrument around his neck. This was something that he didn’t need words to explain and as he played the first chords of a song, he looked to both of the wolves with a dazzling smile.
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