Little Hay

With out hesitation Frith would lean down and nuzzle his tiny daughter as she hopped towards his legs. As the excitement built she was unable to speak any longer and his question would go unanswered until she started toward the waterfall. He'd chuckle heartily as he followed after her, his pace much slower than her hurried one. With the size difference though, he was moving just as fast as she was. His expression was soft as he nudged his little girl towards the path up the side of the falls. She wouldn't even be able to jump up the first step. That didn't stop her from trying. He'd give her two hops before taking her by the scruff and hoisting her up the trail.