Hushed Willows raindrops;spattering;ramps;chameleon;prairie;pods;

cam had yet to pick up on many words. he had even longer to go to understand nuance. the 'no' and the chuckle were at odds, and he only understood the latter. it was like mum's when she was watching them play. that was 'yes' enough for him, and so he bounded forward with a yip, coming within kissing distance of the woman's creamy legs. 

there they were, three of them. they were pretty quiet and still; they obviously didn't do much. cam, perplexed, turned to the bigger wolf, eyes narrowed in question.

play? he asked again, for it was obvious these lazy sluggards weren't going to move for anything.