Qeya River Await the love that I call trouble

Taikon's gold eyes grew wide with fluster as Aphrodite moved closer to him. Her gemstone gaze locked onto him, and he was a slave to her entirely, closing his eyes for a moment while she gave him a soft and sweet kiss on his cheek. To be honest, he wasn't used to being touched at all; the brief contact made him flinch.
His hair was all standing on end along his neck as she spoke, filling him with sweet tones and kind words. He didn't like that she knew he was scared. He didn't like being scared. He listened, mildly distracted by this, knowing that she was probably right about missing out on opportunities.
Before he had the chance to process any of this, a tiny cream-coloured furball seemed to magically appear like a sprite. Taikon blinked, his ears swiveled backward.
I'm Juniper!
Uuh, he stalled, staring at the child. He legitimately couldn't remember the last time he had seen a pup. I'm Taikon, he said, unsure of what to do. The child seemed familiar with Aphrodite; it was obvious she was a Whitebark puppy. He looked awkwardly at the young healer, mouth partially open. Help.