Verdant Basin he speaks of the sickening longing, the unwell emotion.

he learned quick with her wrestling. offering teeth in a showy way with no harm, leaning his small frame into hers. clicking softly with a wild look in his eyes for the moment.

she did something for him.

she came back, giving good words too, and he bounced away. towards the sound of water. he was overwhelmed, delighted, exhilarated. all of it new and served to overwhelm his brain; in a good way, if that was possible.

he barked, trying to goad her to come along. his tail a whip behind him.

he'd only bow once before he'd take off.

words could wait for a moment, he thought.