Horizon Ridge Little Angels I love you

She mimicked the action then yawned with a little cooing sound, A gust of wind came up on Thistles side taking scents and throwing them high in the air above them.

Her little nose flared as she tried to catch all the smells, after which she attempted to flip herself back over clearly intending to abandon this game. She had scented the sibling blobs and wanted to tackle them or at the very least annoy them.