Give it a lick, it taste's just like raisins

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The boy was calm when approached by the adult, they were not nearly as tall as his mother. Been born and raised most his life by a beast, the innocent mind wasn't scared by simple things that were large. Still his silver eyes moved back to the frog. Orochi tilted his head, curiously raising an eyebrow to it. "Then what is ugly? Doesn't something have to be ugly. It's not like being ugly is a bad thing, just means my coat is better." he giggled wagging his tail. As he jumped on the frog, paws entrapping it delicately. Wiggling his hind quarters like a little girl he stretched out as the frog hopped off. Orochi seemed sad that it was running away, but now he was distracted by this man here.
"Hey, hey....who are you. I'm Orochi! Aren't I beautiful." The boy commented as he brushed up against the strangers leg. He had been told he was safe here, there was no need to hold back and be so manipulative as he usually was. Orochi wondered if what Vahva said about his mother was true, that some wolves might be afraid of him because of his mother having such a reputation for killing men mainly.