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Caden let Murphy walk up to Dmitri, the dog walking carefully over and sitting, looking back at Caden.
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Rosa smile, holding Dimitri as he reached out wanting to pet Murphy
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Murphy let the baby pet him, eyes colder, more protective looking if you will, as he muzzled the child.Caden just chuckled slightly coldly, muttering something in Russian. "He knows, always has known."
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Rosa smiles warmly, "gentle Dmitri" she warns gently as Dmitri started giggling and gently patting his nose
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Murphy stood still, sneezing in the baby's face. Dmitri looked at Murphy for a moment before babbling, grabbing the dogs snout. "Yep, already a reckless natural.Perfect." Caden muttered, smiling.
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Rosa chuckles, leaning over to grab a tissue to wipe Dmitri's face off. "Just like you" she teases
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"Even better, he'll be on a dirtbike by age three, just you wait." Caden teased, pulling the dog back a smidge.
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Rosa shook her head, "I now have two heart attacks" she says alluding to Caden and Dmitri.
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"Eh, our family will be perfect in its own way. A loving mother, a limping father," He mused with a chuckle, making fun of himself because, why not? It's funny (lol) "A daredevil son, and..........a daughter.I don't know what to describe Clara as, don't know yet." Caden explained, seperating Murphy before unclipping his leash and limping back to the room, leaning on the door frame. "Only time will tell,"
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Rosa nods, "Clara and Dmitri will exhaust both of us, especially when they can walk"
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