She's feeling better than when she started wandering, less unhappy, less hungry--she can start messing with him now, but how...?
Sweetheart wades back nearly to shore, stopping when the sea laps around her shins. Her thumb rubs along where the shark bit. It's not the same hand where the wolf tried to get her.
Laetes is a wolf. He might bite her if she tried to pick him up. But he's too big, that would just be silly.
...
Sweetheart keeps looking at him, jaw canting to the side.
Shuffling forward a little more, she carefully reaches up to try patting him on the head the way she like how Monzun does it. Except more tense. She's going to get bit. She wants to try anyway!
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She's feeling better than when she started wandering, less unhappy, less hungry--she can start messing with him now, but how...?
Sweetheart wades back nearly to shore, stopping when the sea laps around her shins. Her thumb rubs along where the shark bit. It's not the same hand where the wolf tried to get her.
Laetes is a wolf. He might bite her if she tried to pick him up. But he's too big, that would just be silly.
...
Sweetheart keeps looking at him, jaw canting to the side.
Shuffling forward a little more, she carefully reaches up to try patting him on the head the way she like how Monzun does it. Except more tense. She's going to get bit. She wants to try anyway!