Greatwater Lake Water

The smelly thing is set on the ground. Ibrahim hurtles at their father and Mesen-ka begins to play! Taliba wanted to play! Oh but she had the fur. It felt good to chew on, her mouth hurt less when chewing.

The girl awkwardly rose to her paws. Her head low and her rear high in the air as she tried to both scoot backwards towards her father and keep a tight grip of the fur. For a moment it worked! The fur folded over itself, until of course it hit a roadblock, creasing under the weight of Zharille resting atop it. Taliba growled as she tried with all of her puppy might to move a mountain.

Alas, the girl was making no progress.