Lost Creek Hollow plus, he didn't even lick any of our eyeballs

Aengus continued to express his pleasure with miniature wolf-sounds, and even reached out with his front paws towards Breccan's face. "Yep, you got it," the older brother said, carefully sliding his chin off of his paws and between them on the ground so that Aengus could wriggle right on up to his cheek if he so desired. Although there wasn't a whole lot he or his littermates could really do at this age, Breccan was still impressed by this one's determination and inquisitive nature.