Dawnlark Plains I gotta pocketful, pocketful of sunshine

he continued watching her playful antics from afar.  just watching her bolstered his mood, he need not join in.  and if he had it his way, he would have slipped out unnoticed.

but she fell, tumbling through the snow and quickly he closed the distance between them, lest she be injured.

he still kept a respectable space between them — na'nuq, at a hefty one hundred and sixty pounds had the tendency to be intimidating — but let out a soft and worried chuff, peering down at the girl crumpled in the snow.