Willow, being just out of puppyhood and always having a warm, full belly and food when she wanted, didn’t understand, just kept exposing her vulnerable underbelly and whining pitifully , rolling her eyes back to the whites.
Mitts looked over at the poor pup and motioned for her to come share the cow.
Willow flipped over and crawled to Mitts, yipping gratefully.”T-Thanks!” She eyed the chunk of meat, waiting for the’ok’
Mitts moved over, giving Willow a place to sit. She nodded at her to start eating.
(Okay
is she in moons cave?)
(Yes)(Okay
