Moonspear Lets play nice

They emphatically wiggled their nose once the attack passed, then looked up at Alaric when he spoke. Pie couldn’t possibly parse his words at their age, though something about the word “sneezes” evoked a chirp from the child. The word buzzed, sort of like a bumblebee.

Zzz, they tried to imitate, though the councilor distracted both pups with a stick.

They watched Kaujimaq move to explore the toy. Treepie contemplated going with her, then decided to turn back toward Alaric instead. They gazed up at him with curious eyes, his blurry yet familiar features making their heart smile.

The lips curved too, as they dropped their gaze and pounced on his nearer paw—or tried to, at least, as Tiuttuk was still very bumbly.