Nova Peak shake my little soul for you now toy

Kaskara laughed as Pasha saw her and came bounding over to tackle her legs. His yipping was music to her ears and she bent to rub his head with her nose, relishing in his softly dirt-laced scent. He was a pup, a boy pup, and he would forever smell of dirt and loam and adventure. "Wanna play, Pasha?" she asked softly, nudging him gently so she could extricate herself from the bushes. Once she was in a clearer space, Kaskara bowed to him playfully, and waited for him to make the first move.