Every little bit counts

Tveir saw the goofy look come over his older playmates face, just like his mother and father would get sometimes and he snorted softly. Yep they were friends like his mama and daddy. He shook his head, girls were all like his sister at this point, and he wasn’t exactly close with his sister yet.

Tveir thought long and hard about the question. What did he want to learn, maybe he wanted to catch the caterpillar, or be brave like his dad or maybe he wanted to heal like his mom. He shook his head trying to rid it off all the thoughts that were crowding and over loading his mind. You’se teacha Guns ta catcher da cattypill? He motioned to the caterpillar and then looked for it frantically having lost it while he talked. where et go Ver?