Redhawk Caldera kiss on your boo-boo's

Little Elwood shot uncle Peregrine a funny look when he was greeted as 'Mini El', a new name in the line of many names that were given to the pup. For several weeks since discovering his tongue the pup had referred to himself as 'I' alone, not choosing a moniker, but since a few days he had started to use names for himself. They were not always the same, but Elwoof seemed to be one of his favourites. He would often swap however, and at times he would be found reciting all of his given names to himself, as though he were testing which one he liked the most, at times changing demeanor as he recited one that made him feel something, positive or negative.

Regardless, while Elwoof added mini El to the mental list of names, he picked up the battered-looking flowers, shot his father a quick look, and then waddled towards where Uncle P had just lain down on the ground. His little tail wiggled in rare excitement and he put down the flowers in front of his uncle. With ears flattened against skull in excitement Elwoof licked Uncle P's nose a couple of times before he seemed to calm down again and said: "Elwoof" -- this he said somewhat proudly, for he had recently learned his name and "I" were interreplaceable, "likee Nunkie Pee goodhur." The pup nudged the flowers, with their broken stems and half the petals missing, the remaining ones growing a little stale and brown because they were dying, forward with his nose. "Prilly fows!" And he looked expectantly at Uncle P, hoping he would like them as much as Elwoof liked them himself.