it was only a kiss ;; Aesior

blinking down at the youth as he was tapped in turn, a small smile coming across the tom's lips. the child learned as it saw, hm? he couldn't blame him. perhaps when the child was older, he could teach him how to write and read, more or less. he took a breath, sneezing suddenly and pawing at his own nose. geeze he was suffering from allergies, that, or the dry grasses were bothering his senses. looking down at vintara, studying the child for a moment before getting to his paws. what could he do for the child?

// no fancy //