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Morgan's tail wagged the moment it sensed Fenrisulfr nearby. After letting him speak his piece, the samoyed leaned in closer to the pup. "Tanglewood is home. Many friends," it murmured, its words coming straight from the heart. "The danger is gators, and traps. We can protect you."

The misty, sparkling air shifted, opening up in the direction of town. Smiling wide to match its kind blue eyes, the samoyed whispered, "Not alone. You are safe." It nodded to its fellow Tanglers, taking a half step back to give the pup some space.