Blacktail Deer Plateau breakin' my heart (pretty brown eyes)

Moonstone giggled and rubbed her cheek against the darker one of Easy, finding that puppy fur was always significantly softer than adult coats. Something about stress and lost time, she didn't know, but she was sure that the loss of her conditioned coat was one thing she would have some serious trouble getting rid of. It was funny to see how the tiny stub on Lavender's backside wagged so fervently back and forth, but it was so darn adorable that Moonstone would have never questioned how it had gotten that way.

Talking to my favorite little ladies, of course, because even though they hadn't known each other for very long, time wasn't an issue when it came to bonding with most children. She beckoned for Lavender to come forward and gave a small rub of her nose, gently moving Easy back down onto all fours in the process.