To bean or not to bean

It didn’t take him long to find the purple tinged girl. Market security had alerted him to her curiosity, but left her be for now. She was bright eyed and curious, watching the people come and go. He approached her and nudged her lightly with a paw. The pups were still so small, so tiny and bean-like as they got accustomed to their bodies. He loved them like this, when they were learning everything for the first time. Before they grew, and discovered themselves and the world beyond. How many from this litter would remain in the Armada? But he pushed aside the thought as he leaned forward and blew lightly on her nose.

“Andy” he said in a way of greeting. “Let’s head out to the beach and spend some time on your stances.” He looked at the wolves she had been observing for a moment. “That is, if you aren’t too busy” he teased.


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