Her eyes had widened as he approached, hesitant a moment, though as he bent, the click of her leash, the shy smile returned. Words whispered brought a flush of pink to her cheeks as her gaze rose once more for Little One as he walked off, away.<strong>”Glitter?”</strong>A single word in which there were levels of tones, questions. Delight, curiousity, hope, all in a single word as she began to follow, although slowly, into Little One’s space.<br/><br/>She still moved on her hands and knees, a position she seemed comfortable in, and one that unless given permission to, was the rule. A few paces back, she rose up on knees alone to try to see just what was going on.