Gyrfalcon's Keep Moldovite

He paused, dipping into another playbow and allowing his small, thin tail to wave back and forth over his haunches, grinning gratefully for the praise. Hungry for more, he hopped on the spot in excitement, before he gamboled forward, and rather than pouncing one of his father's massive feet and using his teeth as a canine ought to do, he tucked his chin against his chest and made to headbutt him square in the chest.