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The tall man would move, making it so he could more easily look in Psalm?s direction. Easily he?d offer a similar greeting and adding on his name at the end. He?d watch as the stranger?s tail would wag and even more he would become ever confident with him there. He?d call the voice an ?echo? and Psalm would commit the word to his memory. Then he?d mention actually going into the bowels of the earth. It seemed like a rather large den, though he had to say it didn?t look anywhere as inviting as his mommy?s den. ?Am, Psalm.? He?d say as his eyes were trained on the gaping hole before him and the echoes it produced, debating if he?d take up this strangers implied invitation. ?Y? think it will be a good adventure?? he?d ask curiously as he looked over towards the older wolf curiosly, an eager sparkle in his icy blue eyes.

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