Moon popped up onto his feet. "You don't think I could handle the both of you? Wendell has been teaching me a few things. He says that the strongest branches yield. Do you know what that means? It means that my power is the way I can let others have the control they need." Wendell had easily seen the tendency in him and so was trying to help him find his place in the pack.
He held out his arms and spun around, looking up at the sky until he got dizzy and fell on purpose. "Take me for a run?" He begged.
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