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Hadley smiled over at Jazper as the sole came out, tail wagging. Jazper's own children littered the pack, busy in all their various positions. He was fairly certain that Amatha was the first one born in Casa though, a fact that he was extremely proud of. It wasn't his birth pack, or even the pack he would have chosen on his own, lacking the soul of a warrior. It was his home though, and he wouldn't be leaving it.
The hybrid watched with some suspicion as Neela spoke over their pup, wondering what might be said. The mention of blessings relaxed Hadley, surreptitiously touching the blue ribbon wrapped around his left wrist. He watched the large wolf almost dance with anxiety, eager to meet Amatha. Isa's words spiked Hadley's protective instincts, but he stayed back and kept quiet. He trusted that Jazper wouldn't harm his pup. He would let him hold her.
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