Swiftcurrent Creek Slobberbone

All of the den's permanent residents wore pale coats: his mother was soft shades of red and gold, as was his sister; Trajan was a sleek silver color; and both Julius and Aunt Bazi possessed snowy white fur. For this reason and many others, Nefarious greatly intrigued the young boy. When he lowered his head, Relonikiv stretched out a paw to touch that thick, dark fur. It felt the same as everyone else's, which coaxed an, Ooh, from him.

Oora? Oora? he chirped again, smiling broadly now. He rolled onto his back, showing the newcomer his belly. His tail pressed between his legs, covering his privates and a strip of his pink tummy. Oora? The tip of his tail wiggled as he instinctively showed submission. Relonikiv remained like this for perhaps ten seconds, then rolled back onto his stomach and scooted forward to investigate Nefarious's big, broad paws.