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"Papa!" A small canine girl came running across the airport lobby as she saw her father. She was very small; her age was around five or six. She ran as fast as her little legs would allow. She leaped into the air and opened her arms.

The father, a golden furred jackal looked surprised. Carrying a lot of luggage was a burden; he dropped everything and ran anxiously towards the flying child. Opening his arms up, just in time to catch her. The small girl fell into her father's arms and smiled at him, happy to see him.

"Hey muffin. How've ya been?" The father gave his daughter's cheek a smooch before he stood up and put her down.

"I've missed you papa. Very much." She wrapped her tiny arms around her father's left leg and smiled. The father shook his leg playfully; he then chuckled and placed his hand on his daughter's head to ruffle up her hair.

"I've missed you too." He smiled. Then his daughter let go of his leg and just looked up to him, well, she was staring at him. Although she was staring, she still kept that adorable smile on her face. He liked that, she was so quiet, but she was still cute and beautiful. He spent a few seconds staring back at his own daughter. Until he heard some footsteps walk up behind his daughter. He smirked, knowing whom it was.

"I think I deserve at least a hug this time." The golden jackal took his eyes off of his daughter to communicate with the anonymous person.

"Well, Mister Alexander. It's been a while since we've kept in 'touch'." It was his wife, his lovely canine wife. She was a wolf. Just like his daughter. Indeed, wolves are sexy, but she was more than "sexy" to him. She was "awesomely sexy". Which is better than the usual sexy, in some way. The two shared eye contact for a few long moments. The black wolf licked her lips slightly as she gazed into the golden jackal's red eyes. The jackal did the same, gazing happily into his wife's blue eyes. The eye contact left their daughter staring at them, hopeless, wanting to get home.

"Mama? Papa?" The young wolf walked around the couple in circles, waiting for a response from the lovers.

"Mama!!!!!! Papa!!!!" Yet again there was no response.

"Ahem...." The young wolf coughed. "MAMA! PAPA!!!!! CAN WE GO HOME YET!!!!!" She shouted out at the top of her lungs, but her lungs were small, it wasn't that loud. It helped though; her father's ears flickered to the sound waves. He heard it!!!! He sighed and blinked rapidly, so did his wife.

"Yes! Yes, Alexa. We shall go home now." He sighed yet again, and went to get his bags before he gestured his family to the exit.

The airport had a perfect view of the sunset. It was late night, but sun was only starting to set above the horizon. Leaving the city of Moscow in a sunny bliss of colors.

The family of three, strolled on out of the airport, the father holding all of his luggage by himself, he didn't want to have people see him carrying nothing and his two lovely women carrying all the heavy stuff. It would ruin his image and his reputation. He wasn't using one of those push carts either, since he was strong, and confident. He thought it would be best if he used his muscles for the greater good. He didn't want to become one of those lazy sobs. He had duties, and it'll be better for everyone if he stayed fit and energetic.

"Where did you park the car?" Gasping for breath lightly, the father questioned his wife.

"It's not too far from here, Jakob." She responded short. Not exactly giving the information her husband.

"Papa." A light tug to his shirt turned his attention towards his daughter. "Yes, sweets?" He replied back, wondering what it was his daughter needed to say.

A pause was given towards the father, not that Alexa stopped walking. She continued to walk throughout the parking lot, but she didn't speak until a few moments after.

"The car is over there." The young wolf's finger flung up, hitting the jackal lightly on his nose, making him chuckle.

"I know. I can see my favorite car." A smile stretched along his face, when he saw that his wife drove his Ferrari to pick him up.

The glistening cherry red car stood out from all the rest, it seemed to have been waxed not so long ago, is he dreaming? His car was taken care of whilst he was away! He must be dreaming. His wife never takes care of his vehicles while he is away. What made her decide to do so now?

"Like what you see, big boy?" His wife said with a smile, "I waxed it, washed it and looked after it just the way you wanted me to." She trailed a finger along the car's sharp edges, ruining the waxing job with her fingerprints. Slowly, the father raised his left hand up, as if her was signaling someone to stop, but when his hand stopped moving up, it just twitched. He looked at his wife, anxious that she might have scratched the car. He ran over to take a closer look, dragging his daughter along with him. Nose first, the father dived down, his face was barely an inch away from the shiny color of the car, those pair of amber eyes scanned the car for scratches.

"Grrr. If I find any scratches you will be in big trouble, scratches, scratches, scuffs, dents...." The father whispered to himself, his hands trailing along the edges of the vehicle as he spoke.

"None!" Up came the father. He jumped back up and smiled sheepishly to his wife and his daughter, before picking her up in his arms, walking over to the driver's side and opening the door. Before he could get his daughter into the backseat, she jumped out of his grasp and flung herself into the car. The father grabbed at the air rapidly, thinking that his daughter had just suddenly disappeared. He gulped before realizing his daughter was already fastened safely in the car. He simply gave her a smirk.

"Alrighty, let's go home." With a clap to his hands, he started the car, driving out of the airport parking and into the gloomy sunset of Moscow.