Moonspear a spoonful of sugar

The puppy giggled just as cheerfully as Killdeer had when he was that age. Fennec was instantly taken back to time spent wrestling with him, just like this, within their small den in the Caldera. He'd been the one light in the darkness of that time, and it occurred to her that even if she hadn't been able to enjoy her pregnancy, she'd fully gotten to enjoy the benefits of motherhood. Until he chose to leave, there'd never been a time she'd passed on an opportunity with him. Even if she never got the former, she would always have the latter, and that counted for so much more in the grand scheme of things.

Auntie Curse. I kind of like that. She retorted quietly, catching her niece and then falling sideways so she could gently wrestle her more easily. Appropriate, though she wondered what would happen if Meerkat heard it. If I'm Auntie Curse, then you must be a little frog. All aunties capture little frogs and keep them for company. She blew playfully on Seal's stomach, then loosened her hold so that the little girl could wiggle free and gain the advantage.