Ouroboros Spine Anukasha

As she'd hoped, her nephew burst into loud guffaws -- sweet baby giggles that warmed the doe's heart. With a wide grin, Lótë swooped in with an exaggerated, "Ahhhh," and began tickling and kissing Mojag's little belly. She herself was breathless with laughter during the whole process and eventually had to stop so they might both catch their breath -- and because her ribs ached with the force of so much amusement. 

She helped roll the seal pup back over onto his feet before straightening to her paws and dipping to brush her muzzle along his crown. "Walk?" she asked simply, gesturing with a jerk of her head and pattering a pace or two forward to help Mojag understand what she meant. Perhaps they could find something interesting to catch the tot's attention or some more bees to terrorize.