Redsand Canyon And I can't help it it's the way I'm wired

Her pride, Bronco's pride, Germanicus's pride—he really was a praise-driven young man, and to hear these words from his mother warmed him from nose to tail-tip. He gave her a boop on the head with his snout and laughed at her last sentiment, shaking his head.

Nah, I won't do that, Killer teased. He gestured down to her paws, finally noticing their earth-toned stains. Looks like you've been in the garden. Wanna show me some of your plants?

He knew nothing about plants, but he did know he loved his Mom—and for that, he could deal with all the botany lessons in the world.

Just. . .no more talk about Germanicus. Please dear God no.

lol and fade this one w your next reply too? sorry I am so belated!