Two Eyes Cenote Crowned

Little Tiye moves more like a salamander than a wolf, but in her earnest temper Eset sees all the makings of what would one day become a formidable young woman.  She watches her slithering with an endearing smile, ruffling the sycamore’s leaves every-so-often to clue her location.

She allows the wolf cub search a bit longer before letting fall a raven-coated tail tip just at the nose height. She gives it a flick and waits to see if pup will notice.