Sleepy Fox Hollow flew like a moth to you, sunlight

dear.

he could not pinpoint why it made his cheeks burn hot. embarrassment, maybe.

i'm siku. he offered with a shuffle of oversize paws. they would stay that way forever, attached to his lanky but giant frame. if he had known he would be this way forever, perhaps he would be more embarrassed.

are you teaching that? the trading and tanning. the second word felt odd on his tongue.