Moonspear a crown of red, king humming bird

It was good she felt something in response. If she hadn't, her interest in him would have been lost for no other redeemable reason than this. It was simply one of those things, she thought to herself. When you knew, you knew. That feeling flared within her as she felt the whole of his insignificant weight press against her broad paw, and she felt pride as he sought to climb it. 

His siblings, in the meantime, seemed to be sleeping soundly. She withdrew her paw to permit him to come closer at last.