Moonspear dance party at the disco

she spoke, and suddenly all of the fear that had invaded him rushed out like it'd never been there. she had a gentle voice, a kind one, and he knew then that she was not there to steal him away. he gave a glance back towards his mother before fully turning and trotting up to where the older girl lay. he gave a few hesitant sniffs before his tail began to mimic her own in a soft and steady sway. 

she introduced herself, and he let a nervous tongue sweep out to lick his lips. "me a-rux," he introduced, eyes gleaming bright with pride. ocra, her name was orca. "or-ca," he practiced, her name simple enough to get on the first try. "orca play?" he asked with wide eyes and a toothy smile.