The orange mane was soft beneath her fingers, adjusting the hood on her son's head while he played with his tail, trying to pull it out from behind him.

The toddler's mother simply smiled. A loving, motherly smile that earned a bigger smile and loud giggle from the child in front of her, as though she had said something very funny albeit she hadn't uttered a single word.

Savina gave a small laugh, too, as her husband watched on in amusement from where he stood against the door frame.

"Now what do you say when someone answers the door?"

"Roooooar!"