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The little pup liked that idea. She liked that the clouds would have a family too, because it would only make sense that everyone would have a family: a mom and a dad cloud, with a lot of baby clouds, and then uncle and aunt clouds, and then grandpa and grandma clouds, and then maybe friend clouds too. "Ciò è piacevole," she said, her voice dreamy. It would be nice to float in the sky like that. Then she would be able to see the entire world, which, for the pup, consisted of Crimson Dreams and a few other places of ‘Souls. She wondered how big the sea was, and she wondered how long it would take to see everything. It must have been a long time, because she didn’t think that she had seen the same cloud twice! That was very exciting. There must be lots of clouds, she thought.
The blue and green eyes looked up expectantly at her Uncle Ehno as he looked about the dark room. When he finally answered and voiced his uncertainty, the girl decided to look around the room too. She wondered why they would want to catch the wind too, and so she tried to answer that question. "Forse gli esseri umani hanno voluto giocare con le nuvole anche, e forse ciò hanno pensato prendendo il vento li lascerebbe ciò fa." The creamy pup’s eyes turned back to her uncle, and she wondered if her thinking was good—it sounded good to her. She smiled at him, her tail wagging several times. Or maybe it was just silly. That made the girl laugh once. "Come che?" She wanted to know what could tell them. She was very curious now, and she wondered why the humans would want to catch the wind. It was strange already—nobody else tried to catch the wind. But humans were funny—she had already established that fact with her dadda when he was reading her the book about the baby dear and the human boy. Amata barked up at him suddenly. "Ciò sarebbe divertente, Zio Ehno!" she exclaimed, practically yelling in his ear. How fun it would be to spend time with her uncle and see what he would make.
Amata giggled softly when he nuzzled her back. "Penso di sì anche!" she said with a smile. Then she was bounding up, pulling on her Uncle Ehno’s ear again, making the same happy growling sound. "Possiamo giocare sotto la pioggia?" she said as she wagged her tail furiously. Letting go of his ear, she leaned with her two front paws against his shoulder, looking back into the amber eyes that were very different than her mamma’s eyes. She wondered if Uncle Ehno still liked to play in the rain and splash in the puddles—or maybe they could see a rainbow outside. She turned to look the way she had come, but at the same time she remembered that they could explore in here too.