Stone Circle Morning

Sven giggled in pure boyish delight. Tautautautau! he crowed. Little paws pounding the dirt. Wait he liked that feeling. He did it again. It felt hard, but soft and yes he liked that. 

He leaned into her paw. Delight curling his toes. He loved affection. Modir and Fadir were good at making sure all of them had affection. They were well loved.

Favfav?

He wagged his tail and continued to stare up at her with wide happy adoring eyes. He liked this auntie.