Whitebark Stream when my lips say your name

He remained perfectly still as the pup moved closer. It was then that Kavik realized the pup was a boy—his son. He touched his tiny nose to Kavik's giant one and snorted, spraying little droplets of snot on his lips. Kavik cleaned it away with his tongue and a low, quiet laugh rumbled from his chest. You're going to get us both in trouble, he whispered, although he didn't really care at this point. He was going to enjoy the moment while he still could. He gently licked the pup a few times before nuzzling him if allowed. He was adorable and Kavik wished he could speak so that he could say his name. But regardless, he was grateful to finally meet his son.