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Saewulf was playing outside when his father called for him, but there was no way he ever could've seen what was coming. Saewulf had been begging for a pet for... for FOREVER! And while his dad promised he could have one, someday, he'd always said that he was just a bit too young for it. His eyes huge with open curiosity, Saewulf shook his head 'no' to his father's question, then yelled out in happy surprise at the announcement.
Flinging himself at his father, he wrapped one arm up in a fierce hug, beaming up at him with adulation and happiness. "
A pet a pet!!"
The question though was... a tough one. The answer was 'ALL OF THEM'. "
I wanna get the -- n-no, I think the- a janarim? No no! Maybe a--" He continued murmuring under his breath, clinging still to his father, but clearly undecided in what to choose.