Swiftcurrent Creek Palindrome

Arlette chuckled at the cuteness of her son. She watched how he tumbled. She did not move to help, she first wanted to see if he could get back on his feet on his own. He managed to do so after a few tries. She hummed proudly and watched as she bounded in her direction. The mother jumped to the side and turned to face him in a play bow, slowly leading him back to the den. She might be able to convince him to go back into it when thy reached that point.