Noctisardor Bypass broken pieces

When her mother corrected her, Druid offered a soft, Oh. Then Sequoia beckoned her and the small Sämling scurried to obey, pressing close to the Zweite’s leg as they approached Laurel beside the lagoon.

Both deference and shyness kept her eyes fixed close to the ground, though she did peek up at Laurel once they came closer. She gasped, the sound thankfully drowned out by Sequoia’s chipper greeting. Druid stared for a moment, then remembered to lower her eyes. She moved to sit between her mother’s forelegs, a favored spot that wouldn’t accommodate her comfortably much longer.

Mama, Druid whispered, unaware that Laurel would quite probably overhear, Laurel got boo-boos. Her little brow scrunched, wondering how she’d gotten them. The puppy had collected quite a few scrapes herself during her various tumbles, therefore she could only guess, Did she fall and go boom?