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Whatever request the Shepard had in mind, it must have been an important one if he would ask for someone help. As long as she was alive she hadn’t heard her father ask assistance from anyone. He was always an able Shepard, capable to taking care of his own issues without help at all. But to ask a pup…a pup no less. What did he have in mind? Ever the curious little thing, X’yrin leaned closer into the conversation, inching by a little paw at a time as if the act would make her hear better.
“It is a task that only you as her friend will be able to do,” her Shepard continued. The large male placed a gentle hand on the young boy’s head. “Continue to be her friend and help her see reason as she grows. Help her achieve her potential and more, beyond what the Exultare can do for her. Your friendship will help the both of you learn more than what your individual families can teach you. Learn from each other, protect each other…and do not abandon the bonds you share. Do you think you can do this for me, X’ies?”
What her father had meant was lost on the female pup, but she did gather that he wanted X’ies and her to be friends. That she could definitely do! And without being told to do so! “But we are friends!” she piped up and in show of it, ran over to the Lambda pup and tackled him to the ground. “See?” With heavy paws flailing she tried to pin him down just long enough to steal one of his ears and give it a good nibble. The sounds of the Shepard’s laughter filled her ears but he did not try to stop the ‘attack’. Instead he poked his hand into the fray to gently knock both pups to the ground, laughing just the same.
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