Whitebark Stream the view from the summit

The stormy girl continued her crawl until she had closed all of the space between them and had placed herself at his side. Kiyoshi leaned into her frame welcomingly – there was little hesitation in the child’s frame.
 
After a moment of existing in each other’s company, the girl turned to him with a toothy expression and a few faps of her tail against the dirt. She complimented his ability as a napping friend. Kiyoshi felt his own tail wiggle softly in return. The mixed color of her eyes had caught his attention. Knowing what he did about interactions, the stoic pup reached out with an interested attempt to touch his nose to her cheek.
 
“Kiyoshi Draconid,” the puppy told her his name. His voice was slow against the difficult portions, but he had managed the introduction, nonetheless.