Moonspear push pull

A smile lit up her features as he agreed to be quiet, thankful he was compliant — or at least was happy to humour her while she made her great escape. To the little cub, though, the man was fully into her plan on not rousing her parents while she explored the outside. He of course had the capacity to bring her back home should she wander too far or dob her in, but Lyra placed her trust in his paws. Surely he wouldn't betray her!

So, with a happy toss of her head, the girl toddled forward at a snail's pace compared to the grand loping gait of the adult trailing behind her. She made it about three steps before a leaf on the ground moved ever so slightly in the wind, distracting the cub who then stared at it in fascination.