Dance In The Pale Moonlight

As Recluse reaches down her nose toward the small boy, Enki reaches up so that their noses touch and a grin appears on his pink lips. Her words have his eyes rounding in wonder and he softly coos, “Oh. Dad picked out a really great den!” The grin blooms into a wide smile as he excitedly asks if they can go closer to the top, tail wagging as he waits to hear the verdict, eyes widening into his best ‘I’m a puppy and I am cute’ pleading face.

Mom relents and Enki lets out a sharp, short bark of joy as his tail picks up speed, beginning to go around in a circle from the sheer speed. Wide, excited eyes look to Recluse as he says, “Okay! Let’s go!” and, with that he turns and scrambles toward a path that leads upward. After a moment, he pauses to look back at his mom, calling out, “Coming?” in a teasing voice that is laced with laughter. While he jokes, Enki makes no move to go any further, the boy waiting until his mother joins him.

The black volcanic rocks can be slippery and there are spots with bright orange liquid that can burn him so he knows it best to for Recluse. Pale blue eyes sweep over to the path that leads up, the glowing mouth of the volcano beckoning him forward.


"Enki Klein"