Rising Sun Valley Acorn

Her eyes narrowed as he summoned a remark, warning him not to press her good humour. It was the next comment that saved him from any further rebuke- and she accepted the praise with a lift of her chin. Her lip lifted only enough to reveal the tip of one long canine. She was brave because she had to be-  but still her heartbeat did not slow.

She pushed forward a bit, driven to learn more from him b my his scent, boldly stepping close enough to begin whisking her muzzle above his pelt if he would let her and accept the invite to greet her as well.