Ouroboros Spine Dust motes on the river bed

Ajei responds with all smiles and excitement, talking about the strength of the river, the rainbow colors the different fish made and how to her the water sounded like singing. 

Arrluk offers a small smile, still looking in the water and shifting his sight between her rippling reflection, his own and the fish. Seeing himself in the water, he is reminded of how different he looks compared to the rest of his family. 

He leans back. Yeah, rain water too. It's, He pondered a good word, Soothing The rain pitter-pattering on the grass and leaves, the river over the rocks and one day he might find that the roar of a waterfall and crashing of waves also brought him a certain sense of peace. 

Dad said the same, about staying out, for now. Arrluk was a rather good pup, too, and had no intention of testing his father's reasoning.