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---- Her son responded and she just tilted her head to the side and looked at him. He was young, still, and in her mind she could still see him as a newborn, where she would hold him. He turned out to be the only one child from the birthing process, but Maria didn't mind. She ended up leaving her home shortly after finding out with her partner anyhow and the less mouths they had to feed over there, the better. Here, though, it was just her and her son. She had started to teach him to hunt on her own, but the funny thing was, she had to start teaching herself. While instinct was apart of everything, she was rusty nonetheless.
---- They had managed, though, but now, after Beppe's comeback, someone intruded. Her green eyes widened and fur bristled slightly. She looked at the other canine, ears sitting up on her head as she stared. The words he spoke were foreign to her and she looked at her son. He knew English far better than she and instead of answering, she just looked away. Maria imagined Beppe taking the conversation with the other canine farther than she could.
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