Moonspear miracle of life

She watched as Ran bounded after the butterfly, its movements so much more elegant than the pup's—especially when she fell flat on her face. Galaxy's mouth twisted into an "o" of surprise before she bounded over to nose at her fallen sibling.

"Okay?" she asked, intuiting that it would hurt Ran's pride more than her body. Her blue eyes flicked upward to see the butterfly drifting away, out of reach and eventually out of view. Truthfully, neither one of them had ever had a chance at capturing the delicate insect and that was fine; they only would've torn it apart, destroying its beauty.

But Galaxy was an empathetic sort who could feel Ran's disappointment and frustration. "Is okay. We pyay wif..." She cast her eyes about for some other plaything. There was nothing as colorful and enchanting as the butterfly, though she saw a millipede marching across the grassy patch by the den's mouth.

She had never seen one before and briefly thought it was a snake. "Sewpiente," Galaxy muttered under her breath, white fur ruffling cautiously, when she blinked and realized it was just some sort of weird bug instead. Her expression quickly melted back into a smile as she pointed a toe and shouted, "Yook!"