The Heartwood the wolf and the lion

Her laughter offset his immediate alarm, and Rickon readily turned to her with a clear surprise across his melanistic face, green eyes wide. Despite her angelic face, she wasn't fazed by things that surely his own little sister would've detested. Princess Pith had hated every fly, lizard, and bug that dared come her way, and without knowing it, he had expected much of the same from his present company. It did not take long for his shock to melt into delight, and he was quickly bounding after her, laughing.

Without meaning to, his instincts got wrapped up in chasing her instead of running with her. His wanted to catch his proverbial white rabbit, and so he nipped playfully at her left hip, whining and barking, urging her to move faster.