Hide It Away
A sudden blur of movement would announce Zola’s presence and the tickle at his stomach told him she had fled beneath his form. He’d tip his head forwards to gaze between his front paws, a quizzical look plain upon his face. The male had no idea how to react to this. Lel would stare at his daughter for a moment unsure what to do, her happy squeal causing a grimace to flash across his face. “Zola what uh… what happened?” He stood stock still unsure how to so much as hold himself, ever unsure what was expected of him right now and fearful that he might accidently injure the tiny creature. Had he ever been this small? Or this clingy? He had not expected exact copies of himself, after all he had no plans of ever allowing his pups to grow up without either parent, but he’d not expected so much to be about physical contact or comfort… neither of which were exactly his strong suits. |
