Moonspear there upon your perch, say the words

He was tantalizingly close to just stealing a better glimpse in. It could be so easy.. in theory. From here, from how the shadows played, he could only see vagueness within and all the scents and sounds tickling at his senses just lured him in closer. They were right there.... practically right underneath his nose.

Until suddenly that closeness was magnified and it charged right at him, making him start and yip and oh my god one was RIGHT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!

Eyes still big and now starting to pant, torn between spooked and curious, Jarilo had straightened up into a scrambly sit and now couldn't take his frantic stare off the strange little kind of wolfish-looking shape that had come out at his leg. He was excited to see the little downy-soft boy up close but he knew this was pretty against the rules most days, and a squealing puppy was the last of what he wanted; he tried his best for damage control mode, and nosed the little thing's sides to encourage him. "Ohhhh what, no you gotta not," he murmured at the impossibly small boy, gently nudging him again to try to cease the noise. "You are waaaaaay too small for this," he murmured, fretting.