Hushed Willows Toymaker

Fascination bloomed in an incredible way!

His family made toys. Little toys for the children. The little babies! Why, her family had never been so smart as to make toys.

"That must have been such a wonderful experience for them. I've never," she was breathless for that second, taking a moment to breathe, "never made toys before. Is this your first time?" How did he do it? How long did they last? It must have felt so nice for a young pup to be able to teethe on something they would not get scolded for. Not stick or bone, but something soft and gentle. Why, if she had toys, they were definitely not this cute.

When the invitation of his tail tapped, she quickly scooted herself beside him and lay down. Bubbling with excitement to hear of this passion! She stared intensely at the toy. 
"Well, I think it looks really good so far." The smile on her mouth would not leave, and she turned her head to this man again before focusing upon the toy. It was so small and squishy!