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The blonde wolfdog studied the bundle in Odessa's arms, spying the pale fur within the blankets. He looked so small, so fragile, so... helpless. Maggie's puppies must look the same, she thought. Foxglove had not wanted to crowd her sister, and she recalled how defensive Lolita had been during their first few weeks of life. She did not want to accidentally irritate her sister when she was a new mother. Truthfully, she would have avoided Odessa and her young if possible, as well.
"He's so... small," she said, still looking at the bundle in a mixture of awe, fascination, and trepidation. "I've been fine," she murmured. "And you? I talked to Draugr recently and she said you might be able to teach me about flowers and plants," she added, knowing that if she did not mention it now, she might never do it.
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