“Mmh-! Mmm!” Rui pointed to a butterfly, eyes sparkling with excitement as he began to follow it, running as fast as his little legs could carry him.

He didn’t care if you were yelling for him, you’d catch up anyways. However, he wanted the butterfly. He wanted to hold it and feel its wings and have it crawl on him and-

-and he was cut off from his thoughts as he tripped over a rock, fell flat on his face, then sat up and began to cry. He bit through his muzzle, which fell off of his face.