Swiftcurrent Creek Tell me love is endless

Her complaints were met with another warm-wet-cold sensation on top of her head, and then a familiar nudging back to her meal. She wasn't certain yet if she wanted to allow this to pacify her, still whining even as she goes back to eating her fill, but eventually, the warm curl of her mother helped her settle down again. Everything was right in her small world, and she nuzzled into her mother's stomach.

She was even happier when the circle of warmth curled tighter, trying to let this be known with a yip that was more squeak than anything. Tiny tongue poked out between her lips, unnoticed by the pup herself, as she rolled a bit and began the laborious effort of finding her brother, a.k.a. the perfect napping spot.