Sun Mote Copse But when your load gets heavy, maybe call it a night

The head appeared and Elfie had not had to do anything to make it so. Just bark. He made a mental note in his mind and met his mother with face beaming and a his little chest puffed out proudly. He knew, when he was being praised, and though he had never had a doubt that he was a good boy, hearing it again from someone else was always welcome.

"Food?" he asked, craning his neck so to get a whiff of Wildfire's breath to know, what she had been eating and why so without him. He did not register anything particular and with a sigh he let the matter go. Then he squeezed through his mom's forefeet and ended up standing right under her belly. There he plopped down on his bum and peered from there up to, where his mom's head actually was and declared: "Cooove."