Firefly Ravine A walking ball of anxiety

The black thing lowered, and Chusi scampered back a little. She had not expected that, but now that he was so close, she could tell he looked like mum. Her nose wiggled as she slowly but surely crept closer, one bigger paw hovering in the air to slap him and to see if it would move again. But, alas, she couldn't keep her balance and fell flat on her face. She lifted herself up again, big blue eyes blinking in confusion. There was the sound again, but this one was rougher than that of mum and her own sounds. Her little butt lifted itself up and she bravely walked toward the head of the male, sniffling his snout.

She placed her paws on his snout, checking him out further, finally settling on his eye that she wanted to taste. Little puppy kisses were given, and for now, she wasn't growing bored just yet.