Ouroboros Spine Little Girl, Little Girl

Arrluk sat like a good little patient, watching as Ajei quickly searched in the woodland around them until she came back with a bundle of cobweb. Arrluk couldn't help his little smirk from her words and lowered his head down between his forelegs, ears sweeping back as she rubbed the weaving onto his snout. He sneezes, trying his damned hardest not to touch his nose but it was itchy! What if a spider was in it! 

He kept his complaints hidden best he could, but his ears back, brow knitted and the way he was going cross-eyed while trying to stare down the bridge of his own said otherwise. Alright. He murmurs. Let's get this weasel back to your mom. He was ready when she was, waiting for her to do the honor of showing off while carrying the weasel back.