Dragoncrest Cliffs heaven was a place still in space not in motion

When she feels the slight touch of the puppy’s paw, Thuringwethil stammers over her humming. She isn’t sure if it’s pleasant for the girl or if she wants it to stop. There’s a quiet sound and a second touch and the dark she-wolf begins to hum again. It is lower this time, waiting to see how the child reacts to the sound but her curiosity swells in her chest.

After a few seconds, knowing @Wildfire would not want to miss such a moment, she begins to debate whether or not to wake her up. Her hums come to a slow and she sighs, releasing a long breath before she turns and nudges at her mate to rouse her from sleep as gently as she can.