He would smile at the enthusiastic boy, his greeting hard to ignore and his name even harder to forget. The second Dutiron? He wondered who's son this was? "Hi, I'm Frith. And I am new to the pack." That was about all he would get in as the older Dutiron would take the stage. He would nod to the other young members who had come to join, most of them seem rather reserved if not a bit cold. He had to understand though, he was a stranger in their family. The Author would ask question, and his tail would just wag a bit, he didn't want to answer and take one of the little guy's thunder.
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