Bearclaw Valley State of Grace

I started laughing as I read your post, omg. Poor Desna<3

When the little girl let out a cry, clearly not approving that he'd stopped licking her, Kove was almost tempted to go back to cleaning her. Almost. He stopped himself from doing so, however, and instead watched as she tried to roll over. It wasn't going too well. Not well at all, actually. He tried to keep himself from laughing, but a few chuckles escaped here and there. He let her try to work herself over for a few minutes longer, believing she could do it as long as she didn't give up. The Inuit felt bad after awhile, both because he laughed, and also because he'd allowed for her to struggle. It became clear to him that, no matter how many times she tried, Desna probably would not be able to roll over onto her stomach without some help. Perhaps he would need to say something to Scarlett about limiting how much the pudgy child ate, but then decided against doing that. There was nothing wrong with her having a little extra weight on her, and she would most likely grow into it, anyways.

"Calm down," he said, hearing a whine come from the dark child's mouth. "I'll help you, don't worry." The man used his nose to gently nudge her side, working to help her roll back over. He went slow, so as not to force her over before she was ready, but also fast enough to urge her to help out. While he could very easily turn her over on his own, he wanted his children to be able to experience the feeling of accomplishment as earlier on as they could be introduced to it, and now was a perfect opportunity for the girl to be introduced to it. "You can do it, Desna," he said, encouraging her quietly.