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"I can see that you'll be a brilliant father."
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"I'll try"
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"You better."
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[b]He smiles[/b] "No worries there"
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"Good."
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[b]He nods and keeps petting the pup[/b]
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[b]Cyra watches in enjoyment[/b]
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[b]He continues with a smile on his face[/b]
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[b]He rolls over, indicating for frost to rub his stomach[/b]
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[b]He happily obliges [/b]
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[b]He sticks his tounge out of his mouth[/b]
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[b]He raises a brow in curiosity but continues to rub his belly [/b]
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[b]He rolls over again, but continues to roll down a sand dune[/b]
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[b]He quickly stops him using telekinesis [/b]
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[b]He looks around to try and see what stopped him[/b]
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[b]He waves at him, a smile on his face[/b]
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[b]The wolf smiles back[/b]
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[b]He gently floats the pup towards him and carefully places him in his arms[/b]
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[b]He snuggles up against frost and slowly falls asleep[/b]
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[b]He silently treasures the moment[/b]
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[b]He squeaks whilst asleep, as if he's having a dream[/b]
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[b]He smiles before looking around for Cyra[/b]
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[b]She is lying down in the sand, looking at them both[/b]
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[b]He smiles innocently at her[/b]
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[b]She smiles back[/b]