Wentworth Valley
Word Count → 378
"Mine!" Kiara looked up to see Lucia growling angrily at her brother. Kohaku had grabbed ahold of her ragdoll, a simply toy that the young puppy had become extraordinarily fond of. Lucia did everything with the doll and got along better with the doll than she did with her own brother. The two young wolves were always at eachother, they fought continuously and most of their battles ended in a draw. Neither one seemed to be able to dominate the other, and their arguments and playful spirits sometimes drove their mother insane.
The white mother lounged in the shade of the tree, her sapphire eyes kept a watchful gaze on the puppies as they squabbled. Lucia shouted her statement again, and Kohaku growled and babbled in retort. While the mostly white puppy had said her first words several days before, her older brother had yet to speak a word. Kiara shook her head as the two puppies began a tug of war, their small angry growls soon turned into wagging tails as the game began.
Almost in unison, the puppies lost their grips and both went tumbling to the earth. Kohaku shook himself and stood on wobbly legs. His brilliant blue eyes scanned the forest, the bright green no longer an interest to him. Lucia also stood and jumped for her toy and Kohaku briefly turned his head and tried to say something. The words failed him and ended up as a jumbled mess of nothing. Frustrated he strode over to Kiara, his large ears flopping as he walked.
Once the colorful puppy was close enough, Kiara greeted him with a wag of her tail and a shower of licks to his head. Kohaku’s small body rocked underneath her muzzle, happy whines and a wagging tail betrayed his joy. "M…momma!" Overjoyed, Kiara whined as her heart filled with wonder. His first words, such a beautiful word that made her want to sing. "Oh Kohaku. Mommy loves you." With that Kiara grabbed him and sent the young male into giggling laughter. The tiny female’s intrest was peaked as she heard her mother and brother growl as they played. "Me!" Lucia too joined in on the fun and soon the small family was wrestling without a care in the world.
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