Firefly Ravine A walking ball of anxiety

It wasn't that Zephyr feared the dark woman, he just had a healthy caution of her. She was a good leader, he knew, and clearly a good mother by the way she protected her offspring. She refused his offer, but he knew the next time he was around he would bring something.
Before his thoughts could go any further, Chusi seemed to come even closer. His eyes were drawn to her at the smack to his nose, and he wiggled it with a grin spreading across his face. Before he could blow the air in her face, she fell. His ears flattened and he whined, both of worry to her and for the mother hovering. The wee girl, however, bounced back and before he knew it she was walking up his face. With a relieved sigh, he didn't see the kiss to it eyeball coming. It snapped shut at once, but he stifled the whine of disccomfort. 
As a puppy with sharp little teeth and little control, a tongue in the eye if probably the best that could happen.The rest of the kisses made it all better, and for now he assumed himself safe because of, well, the child on his face.