Eilidh felt the touch of her father, noticing how BIG he was…yet she enjoyed the soft, comforting touch. The sounds were foreign, but she knew deep inside they were good sounds. Sounds she liked. The pup of white and brown yipped softly in response.

She crawls next to her brother, her form wobbly and not doing exactly what she wanted. ”...d….d…..d….da….brrrrr” she copied, from her father and her brother. Her grey- blue eyes looked from the smaller form of her brother, back to her father.

She feels then the distressing sounds from her brother, and she pushes her form against him. Her mouth reaches for his cheek to nip gently, before her eyes quickly get distracted by the large brown form of her father. Slowly, she crawls towards him, wanting to find his warm fur to snuggle in.