Moonspear Lets play nice

Rather than pounce it head-on, the pup sort of tumbled into his foot broadside. Treepie peeped when his toes began to move in time with his singsong voice. The child tried to peer up at Alaric’s face again, the angle so severe now they stumbled backward a few steps before falling onto their bum.

They no longer cared about his paw. They wanted to hear more of the song! Tiuttuk trilled, the noise somewhere between a giggle and a shriek.