Blacktail Deer Plateau show no mercy to the pure

The press of his father's nose to his cranium made the boy go very still for a moment, his tail wagging involuntarily behind him in a spiral of affection for this creature that cared for him. Dry-Comfort was his second favorite, but only because Milky-Comfort had the milks. It wasn't personal at all, but the milk were his true #1 anyway. If Dry-Comfort had brought some around somehow, he would have easily matched Milky-Comfort at the top of the list.

He moved away when the vibrations happened overhead, though. Curiously moving his legs and heading toward another noise he had felt in his bones. His mouth reached out for it and he grasped his sister's closed ear, running his mouth across it and tasting it.