“Can you hear me? When I’m Moony? I swear sometimes I can hear you.” There was a short pause like Sirius was thinking over his answer. “Sometimes. Like… last night you looked at me and said Stop when you were done with swimming. Or sometimes when we’re hunting. It’s mostly like orders? I guess?” “The others can’t hear us, can they?” “No, I don’t think so… I think it’s just a canine thing,” Sirius whispered, hugging Remus’ chest tighter. “Okay,” Remus nodded, ready to drift back to sleep. “Sometimes, when we’re playing and you tackle me, you say Mine,” Sirius chuckled.
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