Phoenix Maplewood you are the bubbles to my bath

In the short time he had spent in his guardianship of the coyote pups, Reek had already discerned that Sart had a much deeper well of playful enthusiasm than her sister. But, beyond her zest for life was her ability to trust. Perhaps the social experiment had not been completely spoiled by Saena's actions after all.  The thought that his work wouldn't go to waste brought a smile to Reek's face— That, and the bouncing coyote beneath his feet was surely helping.

As soon as the word play passed Reek's lips, Sart's confusion over prostration gave way into enthusiastic bouncing. Reek grinned, and lowered the front of his body to the coyote's level, allowing his rump to sway in the air as he engaged in an excited play-bow. How he would even play with one this young, Reek had no idea. Despite his connection to children, this sort of thing was a first for Reek. Above all, he didn't want to break her.

Instead of making the first move, he shot Sart a quick smile and said, "Come and get me little one!" before he braced himself and prepared to gently counter the pup's incoming onslaught.