Curiousity...

At first there is awkward silence between them, stretching on as Sulfur stares at the femme. He wishes he had the same ability to speak as his fathers and siblings, but his words sound so garbled and strange… speaking makes him feel sad… feel awkward. A soft, drawn out huff is what leaves his lips now, his newest version of a whine, and with it comes the slightest of noises. He wants her to understand, to not get frustrated as his big sister sometimes did. Thankfully the colorful girl before him gets it, motioning with her muzzle from the back to the log, and Sul’s eyes light up with delight. She understood him! She understood what he wanted!

Immediately the young pup’s tail begins to wag back and forth with delight, practically dancing on his paws happiness before he moves over to her side. He is careful as he tries to climb her, doing his best not to pull too hard on her fur, even readjusting and going for a gentler pull as he works his way up. Then, standing on the girl’s back, he carefully makes his way to the log and hoists himself up again. The whole time his happy energy radiates from him, a bright smile on his face and tail moving back and forth. Once up there he turns back to the girl, laying down as he looks back at her.

Above his back his tail continues to wag, small ears perked up and his smile now so wide it stretches from ear to ear. It is a small gesture, but it is one that has made the boy endlessly happy, and he looks at the colorful wolf with admiration now. He pats a forepaw on the log a couple times and then stands, looking back up toward the top. He looks back toward the colorful girl, tilts his head to the side, and places his paw on the next log before looking back at her. Would she come with him? He didn’t realize that too much weight on the wood could cause it to shift. He’s more focused on the fact that he seems to have made a friend.