05-28-2009, 01:28 AM
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It's all good 
The young girl's eyes watched the bird intently. It was a pretty bird, it had a bright orange chest. She thought that either mommy or daddy had told her the name of it, but she couldn't remember it now. It was pecking at the ground. What was it looking for? Maybe treasure? No that was silly. What did a bird need with treasure? Then her question was answered through observation as the bird pulled a worm from the ground and gobbled it down. Ooooh! So it was looking for food. Amata looked between her paws, seeing if there were any worms. Nope. Did they taste good? It looked kinda slimy, but that didn't mean it wasn't good necessarily.
The bird hopped away, looking for more worms and the young Sadira followed. She didn't even notice that the sounds of her family were becoming more and more distant. Being so caught up in her birdwatching she wasn't aware that she was breaking one of the ground rules that momma had given her. And Savina, being so intent on Gotham, did not notice her daughter moving further and further away. The pup followed the bird up and over a hill, putting her out of direct sight of her parent.
Then suddenly the bird took off in flight. Amata stumbled after it and was about to call for it to come back when her world became jumbled. Some large thing descended upon her and she screamed in surprise. What the heck was going on? Instinctively she curled up into a ball, her eyes clamping shut. Though when nothing else happened she looked up into the face of another wolf. The cream pup's brows knit together, lips pursing. "Wha yous thinks yous doin'!?" Amata didn't mind surprises, but she didn't know this lady so the pounce had been unwelcome (and not too playful either).
The young girl's eyes watched the bird intently. It was a pretty bird, it had a bright orange chest. She thought that either mommy or daddy had told her the name of it, but she couldn't remember it now. It was pecking at the ground. What was it looking for? Maybe treasure? No that was silly. What did a bird need with treasure? Then her question was answered through observation as the bird pulled a worm from the ground and gobbled it down. Ooooh! So it was looking for food. Amata looked between her paws, seeing if there were any worms. Nope. Did they taste good? It looked kinda slimy, but that didn't mean it wasn't good necessarily.
The bird hopped away, looking for more worms and the young Sadira followed. She didn't even notice that the sounds of her family were becoming more and more distant. Being so caught up in her birdwatching she wasn't aware that she was breaking one of the ground rules that momma had given her. And Savina, being so intent on Gotham, did not notice her daughter moving further and further away. The pup followed the bird up and over a hill, putting her out of direct sight of her parent.
Then suddenly the bird took off in flight. Amata stumbled after it and was about to call for it to come back when her world became jumbled. Some large thing descended upon her and she screamed in surprise. What the heck was going on? Instinctively she curled up into a ball, her eyes clamping shut. Though when nothing else happened she looked up into the face of another wolf. The cream pup's brows knit together, lips pursing. "Wha yous thinks yous doin'!?" Amata didn't mind surprises, but she didn't know this lady so the pounce had been unwelcome (and not too playful either).