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The flurry of activity coupled with the commradery betwixt himself and the other males felt natural. Their joking nature and quick words reminded him of old times and his old self. Moose hadn't always been the quick to act and slow to speak fellow. Once he had been the practical joker; much like the dynamic Jazz played in the scene before him.

He could get used to this bond.

'Tis nahce ta meet yeh all-Ehnoh, Jahzz, und Kans'. Und congrats ta yeh Jahzz... Moose winked broadly. Yeh should name one a'er meh. He was in high spirits today. If the pack was all like this, he would move into the house no problems. Assimilation could be worlds easier than he had dreamt.

Their presence and his little joke wasn't the only reason he was was in a good mood; the news of pups was always happy to him. He and Sirce had tried so long and hard to get pregnant, only to lose them once they had succeeded. They both loved the youngsters, and his love of pups is what first drew Sirce to him as a potential mate. He had been playing with them, distracting them and himself after the loss of his mother, the alpha female. The entire pack (and Moose as well) had been devastated, and he chose to occupy their attention to show the pack that life continued.

Sa Ehnoh... tha alpha's yer sis'? Why 'er o'er yeh? Ah dinnae knaow tha dynamics o' tha pack, boot, 'tis in'er'estin' noonthaless.


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