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"Hey Storm," Stella licked his nose. She smiled, eyes tired. The pups were all currently healthy, and she licked them clean. " All eight." |
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Darkseeker
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"Eight?" Storm asked shocked. "I thought we were only having six?" He asked confused. He looked at the eight little pups and smiled.how many boys and how many girls? |
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Neutral
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"Remember, it was eight!" Stella smiled. She laid her head on the edge of the wooden and stared out at Storm. "A happy surprise," |
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Darkseeker
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"How many are boys and how many are girls?" He asked gently. Looking down at the pups as they fought over weapons for milk. |
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Neutral
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"Three girls, five boys. A happy medium, isnt it?" Stella yawned, stretching out. "Hopefully I can get back to helping out here soon," |
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Darkseeker
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Storm smiled. "Yes it is." He told her as he sat down. "Take your time. You need to rest up." |
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Neutral
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Stella grumbled. "I'm not no show dog anymore!" She yapped. |
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Darkseeker
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"You still a show dog to me city girl. Who knows. Maybe some of the pups will take after you." He said before standing back up. "Rest up. They need you." He said before walking away to start chores. |
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Neutral
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Stella huffed in defeat. She laid her head on her paws and watched her puppies before frantically calling for Storm. |
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Darkseeker
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Storms ears perked and he came running. "Whats wrong?" He asked worry spread across his face as he looked around. |
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Winter 
Night 
