Falling Softly

"Love." Was all the little one replied with, her little voice forcing a larger smile onto Wren's face. She nosed and nuzzled her neck as she wriggle around but had stopped herself as the child stood up and sat in a playing position before her. It was surprising to hear the girl speak, and even more when she made a playing gesture toward her mother. Maybe Finch wasn't as shy as she seemed in front of her siblings. Maybe she was displaying her true self now. Wren smirked and pushed herself to her feet, tail wagging about as she lowered down to mirror her daughter, before lounging forward. She was very careful not to land on her daughter, but to land beside her, just to make her jump a little. Of course, playfully! Wren would never purposely scare her daughter, how cruel that would be. Just playing around as mother and daughter. "Watch out, momma likes to nibble on puppy paws." She joked, a silly grin replacing her wide smile as she reached out at her daughter.

"Speech"
'thoughts'