OOC poor sebby
She was growing, chatting happily as Hadley snuggled her in his arms. Amatha talked about everything in her limited vocabulary. Sometimes it was just nonsense being babbled, with the occasional word breaking through and giving some guide as to what Hadley should respond to her. A grin on his face he entered in, placing Amatha on the ground. The pup happily moved towards Sebastian, even as unsteady as her movements were. She knew her uncle, if not well.
Moving forwards Hadley looked around for the sole and luna. They weren't there yet. Too bad. The pack was filing in at a pretty good pace. Picking out a seat he settled down, tail wagging. He'd even brought a small gift for the new couple. Nothing fancy, just a pair of bows for them. Carvings around the handles made it clear that it was a matching set. It had been made with more confidence than previous ones, experience finally letting him make a bow that would work well.
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