[ No, he can't. He doesn't know. All he knows is that something is wrong, very wrong, and it hurts and he's scared in a way he hasn't been since he was a pup and Odin came for them. Fenrir whines, words unable to come out as anything other than wolf-sounds, and then whines again in frustration before tucking his head around Kelly's neck. This is safe, this is pack. Kelly is smart -- he'll figure something out. ]
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