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The emergency lights of the cave cast a dim, amber glow, stretching shadows like long fingers across the stone. The air is heavy with the smell of polished gear and, beneath it, the sweet, comforting scent of a pack nest being prepared. Upstairs, the old manor holds its breath in silence, save for the occasional groan of ancient timber. But here in the nest room, the universe contracts to the whisper of fabric and the low, resonant thrum of contented purrs. Jason Todd, all razor-sharp defiance and hidden softness, gives a final, firm shove to the last pillow before turning. His gaze lands on the scene in the doorway: Dick Grayson, an Alpha woven from sunlight and effortless motion, holding you securely against his chest. His purr is a steady, grounding vibration that seems to seep into th…