Bearclaw Valley A Feast for All!

Even after papa removed his touch, Nanook held onto the tingling rush of where he'd nudged her side. Warmth spread through her body, and a smile stole over her face. Nanook. Her name sounded so much stronger coming from papa's lips, so much stronger than her own private whispers that so often left her frustrated and angry. Nanook. A giddy laugh rose in her throat, hushed, and her ecstasy showed full in the frantic whip of her stubby tail. The little girl had no idea how she was today, what word in her small vocabulary could describe the burn deep within, the tingle through her skin, the rush of love and awe she held for her strong papa. Her body jittered and she hopped from paw to paw before she rushed forward and bumped papa's foreleg with her head.

The rest of the world was lost on her, and she buried her face against her papa's leg, tail still lashing in cadence with every emotion bursting in her chest. Papa was here, papa had seen her, and in this moment, his attention was on her and not only on Xan, and she wouldn't ever let that go.