Moonspear a spoonful of sugar

Well, this was… unexpected.

You’re being cute, aren’t you? I can hear it. Fennec’s tone was slightly accusatory, but she couldn’t help the small smile that began to twitch up the corners of her mouth. Well, shit.

Listening to ensure no one was around to watch, Fennec leaned down where she heard the unmistakeable rolling of a little dirt monster and gave the pup a soft nuzzle on whatever was facing skyward… belly or side, it didn’t make a difference.

Auntie won’t curse you today, but only because it wouldn’t stick. They’d hear you and curse me for trying it. She added, her voice dropping to an affectionate and playful pattern.