Swiftcurrent Creek Our song has not been sung

Thanks for starting, brah!

The golden runt looked up from the dead bug he had been studying, cocking his head and smiling as he regarded Julius's eager face. "Da? Da?" he questioned. He grunted and bent his outstretched forelegs to push himself into an upright position. "Ossa?" he asked, blinking his big blue eyes at the doorway, then returning his gaze to Julius's snowy white face.