Phoenix Maplewood you are the bubbles to my bath

They bobbed and weaved from tree to tree, laughing with every stride. While Reek had always approached life with a childlike, jovial optimism, he couldn't remember the last time he had genuinely had so much fun— and with a coyote no less. Sart had very quickly taken on the role of a surrogate daughter, at least, Reek felt that way. He held a different attachment to her than her sister. She was receptive, Regipre on the other-hand, was a closed book.

"I'ma gonna get you," he called out playfully to the scurrying pup. He sped up his approach. Closer. Closer. But before Reek could reach out and wrap the pup up in a rolling tumble, she darted beneath the cover of a bush— completely out of sight.

Her giggles gave her away, but Reek played along. "Oh no," he whispered. "Where'd she go?" He circled the bush a couple times before approaching the rear. He poked his head under the brush and chittered an excited, "Boo!"