Horizon Ridge Little Angels I love you

Being touched with that warm and wet thing again woke her up, though she hadn't been sleeping soundly.

ooohhh she sighed and rolled on her back; blinking a few times, getting used to the colour of the wolf that she decided to proclaim as Mum. She scented the air, it didn't smell like 'the rumbler' was around.

She cooed at Mum she enjoyed a good warm nose touch but she wasn't as fond of the warm wet part they they kept in their mouths, she had one but didn't have the control Mum did over it.