You May Come Always. What a welcoming name. Then again, a shelter should have a welcoming name, he supposed. Yet, something didn't add up. A blank expression rested on Edgar's features until he finally figured out what it was that didn't make sense. "But I am no pup. Why would you take me in?" Unless they intended for him to discern which pups would last . . . It was a morbid thought, but one he entertained nonetheless.
~Shaoilin Woods Guild Archive #2~
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