2 Timothy 4:2 [SERMON AND MEET THE PUPS]

The newly appointed Daimyo paced gracefully toward the call, his head held high as he approached the ruddy male he had met the night with the strange woman Dea. He approved greatly of his sister’s choice in mates, his tail flagging as he approached him and settled on the ground beneath his feet. “Good to see you again Archon.” He hummed pleasantly although their first meeting had been less than ideal he hoped they could put the past behind them and focus on the future. His eyes glinted at the squirming pile of pups, a thin smile breaking over his features. They were beautiful creatures, carrying the likeness of both their parents well, a fine brood, he could only hope that in time he would have a litter of his own for them to play with.

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