The
moon shone down through a gap in the trees, and its sudden light made the pup's
coat turn silver.
He yawned, opening wide a pink mouth and rather small yet razor sharp teeth, rolled over, and drifted off to sleep, ignoring the pale light.
Madora smiled to herself and felt that she had done a good deed, wishing she could make a good creature of this mewling Laichanan pup.
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