Bearclaw Valley softer than an icecream cone in june

he was definitely not expecting any puppies to be roaming so far out here, so when he saw a pudgy pup approach he was surprised to say the least. his mother had to be somewhere nearby so everything was ok right? if not, then at least he was out here to watch the whelp.

his introduction took him off guard. how could something so small have such a big voice? “hey,” he returned with a smile “you on an adventure or something?”