Birth of Mischief
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Hati looked a touch worn when he lifted his head. Well, he had taken down a beaver all by himself. That was no easy task. Terra would have had difficulty killing it. Truth be told, she probably wouldn't have killed it at all. She was no hunter to be proud of. If Hati had brought back some squirrels or a couple rabbits Terra would have been just as pleased, and thought that he was just as good a hunter. She didn't have anything to offer him in return, the den completely empty save for the bodies sleeping inside.

The crawl towards a den brought a warning growl. The pups were only hours old. She wouldn't let anyone get a peek at them yet. Asked what their names were Terra paused. She hadn't thought of them yet. Turning she looked back at the mixed pups. Both of them were fighters, they had shown that. They had great spirit inside them. One male had a glistening coat, almost as if he had been singed with fire, the other a mix of brown, matching her coat but replacing the vibrant red on her body with a dark maple brown. Not yet. The one reminds me of fire, and his brother's very hungry. Perhaps names to do with that?


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