Ouroboros Spine Dust motes on the river bed

A small wiggle at his agreement that her mama was right. A sweet syrupy smile added in too. Ajei wanted to pat him, but she was far too shy so instead she dipped her muzzle down. 

You no worry Arrluk. You be big big someday, big fisher wolf. Then her shyness got the best of her and she looked away, a small tremble in her paw.

A trill of laughter and mimed his tongue sticking out. Bet it was yucky!

She nodded, there was only a small area nearby. There were others, but this one was close. Staying near the river, but swaying gently with the breeze as she walked a bounce in her step. She made it to the small wildflower patch and looked at him with excitement.

Then she flopped and rolled.