Contemplating little ones

"Ugh," the pup groaned before flopping over, paw now next to the giant foot of the elder man. His nose wrinkled cutely as he was laughed at; tongue poked out of his mouth in an impolite, pup-like 'screw you'. It was all rather silly, and Ren wasn't really angry at all... plus the man gave him an easier name to say, which made the tiny pup's tail flail about - as if he hadn't figured out how to properly wag his tail. Which he hadn't. But that was alright.

Mouth watered, and the two month pup nodded eagerly, not even realizing that he ought to say the same to Glacier. "Yes!" he yipped, bouncing up and wriggling in front of Glacier. Oh, did he! He was allowed some the other day, just a little, and even though it tired out his jaw and he drank some milk after it was so good! Milk was good too, but this was better. He'd poke his nose into the adult's mouth, too, to get him to regurgitate some of the meat but.... he wanted to try chewing on his own again!

"Speech"