08-09-2011, 12:01 AM
Momma had brought her here with her sister, and had shown them who their father was. It wasn’t that the girl didn’t trust the male, it was more along the lines she had been though a lot with her mother and sister, and that bond that they had was something that she held onto very close. She always looked to her mother to see if she was doing something right, however sometimes something would come alone and bring her mind off of looking to get her mother’s approval. Little paws looked from her sleeping mother’s side as a sparkle came to her eyes, seeing the flickering bugs in the dusk’s sky. What in the world was this odd flying object? She stood there looking at them, as the shimmer in her eyes grew with more and more life. It was like she had something on her shoulder telling her to do it, to go after them. Run and play, be a child and have fun. The child smiled, as she lowered her head down and then pushed her body down, almost crawling as she moved away from her sleeping mother. Once the child had assuming left ear shot of her ivory caretaker, she let out a grow and a laugh as she jumped after one, her jaws snapped as she caught one in her mouth, coming down the female found her tail rapidly beating side to side. With the now dead bug in her mouth the female squealed in utter disgust, as she started spitting out the bug, rolling her tongue over her front row of top teeth, as the young she wolf worked on getting that horrid taste out of her mouth. Dear god! Who would have ever thought that something so wonderful and fun looking could taste so awful! That was not fair what so ever.