Ouroboros Spine Dust motes on the river bed

She was shy, gentle. Arrluk didnt know jt yet, but her being so put Arrluk at ease, where often he too might feel a little out of place and awkward when starting up conversations, something passed from his father's own 'man of little words' nature. 

Though her eyes cast away, soon she was finding laughter again, sticking her tongue out just the same. Just glad it didn't bite me. He said, then adding nonchalantly. @Massaraq killed it. He'd make a fine warrior yet! 

Lifting, he follows the snow and fire girl along the riverside until they came to a little patch of wild flowers. She stopped. She laid. She rolled. Arrluk mimicked her actions, riggling his body back and forth while on his back and tongue hanging to the side of open jaws.