[/html]As of yet, she knew nothing of "bad" versus "good" except when it came to her own behavior. Sometimes she was wrong in doing something, in which case she would be corrected and told what she was supposed to do. For instance, she wasn't allowed to roam away from the den on her own. So leaving the area without supervision was labeled "bad" and doing what she was supposed to - staying home - was "good." This was not a question of good versus evil. That would come later on in her life. Though truthfully, her thoughts on the matter would be formed and shaped by her experiences. Perhaps for her, "evil" would not be the same as what someone from other packs thought. It was all about the nurture side of that nurture/nature dynamic.
As his fingers brushed against her head, she leaned into the touch, enjoying the feeling of the tips of his claws against her skull. There was no fear there of the power that lay within those hands, because he had never raised them to harm her. Though it was probably foolish to be so trusting, she was young and had not yet learned as much mistrust as she perhaps should. When wolves were permitted to visit here, there was a reason. It was because her mother trusted them enough to let them see her puppies. If Eris trusted them, then she trusted them. This trust by proxy would fade in time, but the Auxiliary was currently the very center of Ataxia's world and to her, the Eternity woman knew everything.
She was delighted when Enigma was going to be let down to play. Brightly, her blue eyes lit up and she backed up to give space for the smaller cub to be let down. He was a month younger than her, but that month changed their growth significantly. Luckily Ataxia was small for her age - and would always be - so she wasn't massively huge compared to him. Still, the size difference was noticeable and she twitched her ears to listen to Bastion's warning to be careful. The girl nodded firmly, to show that she understood, though her hindquarters wiggled with her inner excitement. This was a boy pup! Which was odd to her, because she had only met girl pups - her sisters - before and thus this was a doubly exciting playtime.
Remembering Bastion's warning to be careful, she walked forward cautiously toward Enigma. Her intention was just to walk up and sniff at him, then maybe start a game of tag. Little puppies could do that, right? As long as the smaller pup didn't move out of the way, she would go right up to him and lick his nose. "You it!" then dash away.
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