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A light chuckle left the marauder’s lips. “Sounds like you’ve got your work cut out for you, Moons. You’ve got a wild one there.” He nudged his friend with his elbow. “Need a little help? We can recruit our own, personal sniffer dog for the task.” He joked.
“You’d think I’d be used to it having you guys at friends.” Moony joked with a smirk. “That’s not the worse idea you’ve had -- do you think that could work?"













