Moonspear Cherimoya

Ahnt! 

Not quite capable of following his father’s speech, Panuk offered what he could with a joyful smile. His bright pink tongue flashed out to swipe at his face. His eyes shifted to the antler with a curious gleam. It looked hard and sharp. He wondered how his dad had found it. 

Ahnt? This time, more like a question. Panuk plopped to his round puppy bottom and gazed up at Rodyn.