Redhawk Caldera purple monkey dishwasher

"ponyboy," teya said, but she was laughing now, and looking fondly at him. she nosed over his withers as she set frolic down. "we teach her nice words, yes?" she said of her son, though her eyes said he was not in trouble.
"this circle." sort of like a butt, though she wouldn't ever say it. "maybe we do food instead. look, frolic. this fish." she was very young for it, and teya intended only for the girl to become familiar with what might be an affinity for fishing.