Sun Mote Copse i'm cute about everything

aengus wished that he had a pink nose. he’d have rubbed that in his sister’s face until their dying day. it really stood out to him. most of the other wolves he’d met had standard inky black noses, and while this wasn’t all that original, was something that the young bull had grown used to. that coupled with the other markings that she had seemed to set her apart from a vast majority of the wolves that he had crossed paths with.
 
the question that he’d asked seemed to have brought a questioning expression to her face. she glanced over her shoulder before looking back to him and inquiring about where they would be going on this grand escapade. he beamed at her, tail wagging. “anywhere! i’ll keep you safe,” aengus vowed to his pink-nosed friend.
 
she claimed that she was a dragon and the young bull lowered his torso to the earth with a gaping mouth. “whoa! can you breathe fire??” his question was awe-filled.