Swiftcurrent Creek Pin Pricks

Suzu giggled; squeaky bark was her favourite kind of bark. The pups almost always greeted her with some kind of bark- whether it was a sweet bark, a mellow bark, and occasionally an extra spicy bark. For bark, she was now their most regular, and satisfied customer. 

Leonore’s legs had begun to grow, and Suzu knew it would not be long until the girl could bound about as spry as a little mountain goat. ”You be growin’ so big, Leonore,” She said, with a smile. ”Let me see ‘ow tall you are- be you dis tall yet?” She said, hovering her foot at about nose level for the pup. ”Nope, you be taller den dat. ‘Dis tall mebbe?” She asked, bringing it up to forehead level. ”Maybe yesterday, but not today. Today, you be…..Dis tall!” 

She said, lifting her paw up about an inch above Leonore’s head, and pulling it back so Leonore could see for herself how much she’d been growing.