Ocean's Breath Plateau These beautiful things that I've got.

Her son called with a wheeling paw in the air, and she obliged, lowering her nose to press against his tiny paws. She blew warm air onto his toes, letting him feel her smile against his ever so tiny paws.

Quick, loud boy. What could you want from your mother? She lowered her head down to his stomach-

And blew a quick raspberry against the skin there.