BLOW THE SMOKE IN DIAMOND SHAPE

Dorian was still too young to really understand what was happening, silvery oculars watched with torrid fascination as the two exchanged words, he understood that he was mentioned and included but his words were neigh responded too, that didn't matter, he would try harder next time! He would make mama proud! His little twig of a tail brushed the earth, excitement and eagerness to placate his mom thrumming through his veins like a plague. But then... mama was speaking again and...and... his tiny brain tried to comprehend her big words. That big wolf was... was threatening her???

A rumbling growl was pulled from Dorian's throat, the tiny youth making the most angry of sounds he could possibly make! Nobody threatened his mama! Nobody! ?Hey mister! Leave my mama alone! Don't make me hurt you!? Damn straight he would protect his mother!