Swiftcurrent Creek I was Born for This

Unlike Jökull and Maera, who had boldly ganged up on her in a noise war that Tuwawi would no doubt remember, Valtýr approached his Alpha with rather more care. Bazi watched him take tiny, stiff steps towards her, swaying unsteadily on his fat little feet. Why were puppies so out of proportion? His belly was so round and his legs so stubby - features that would not last long, but that the white wolf took great delight in. No wonder they were so dependent on their parents for the first few months, with that sort of physique.

Eventually, the fuzzy little critter was right up in her face. To Bazi's question, he responded by slowly opening his gummy little mouth (were those tiny little teeth?) and shoving it in the general direction of her nose. The victim of his exploration strangled a giggle and quickly, snake-like, extended her tongue to flick him on the side of the head.