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Pleco always had a bounce in his step and today was no different. A lot of things had happened in the pride recently, their peaceful life beneath the moon had been interrupted but now things seemed to finally be getting back to normal. He had recently found out that his mother was pregnant. They were his half siblings, or would be his half siblings.
The news, to him, was a happy thing, but he had a feeling his father would be a little upset about it. He was trying to decide how to deal with that but he was finding it very hard not to be excited. He was going to have baby siblings, he pondered if they would like to play with him, or if they'd like to learn a few good songs, or limericks or poems, it was going to be fun. As he padded along he started to hum a tune he had just thought up, maybe he would make up a song for the new cubs.
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