The sea knows my name

[Noah]

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Oh goodness your fine

He never thought that he was being so over willing to touch, if he would have thought about it he would have seen it and ran off in utter shame of being to forward with someone, it was just the only way the male had learned to talk and express thing thought using his body, and most of the time it meant to someone to get the point across, it was hard to talk and have others understand your ideas when you fight to get out even sometime the smallest of words out of your mouth. He looked at her as he nodded with her answer if it made one being no matter how small of an increase of happiness he would give it some serious thought. Putting his paw down with a stomp, he knew he was going to have to think about it. ”Make Happy.” It what locked in his mind he was going to do it, but not before he found a way to pay her for her effort that she was going to have to put into him. Shifting the snow from around his paw as he pushed it back and forth. This idea of learning how to talk over again was a headache for him to even think about.

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