Puppy love
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Feeling a little fidgety while Hadley was out, Isa decided to take a walk and maybe spend some time with her pack mates. She had been in her room for the past couple of days since Hadley didn’t want her out at all while she was in heat. Usually she wouldn’t mind just relaxing in the room with him but she was becoming bored too often lately. Leaving the fort, Isa walked around, enjoying the warm weather, the sun warming her pelt. Her coat was starting to become the beautiful summer coat she loved. It was getting lighter than it had been before and appeared to be silken while still being very soft.


Walking along, Isa noticed a chocolate brown bundle of fur and recognized it as the other Casa pup, Cadmeia. She was just a little thing, more than likely the runt of the litter. Isa had never officially met the young girl, having only seen her around and hadn’t spent time with her. It was a shame too, Isa loved being around pups and hoped to be the Balia. Stepping towards the girl, Isa shifted into her Lupine form as she got closer. Hello there little one, having fun? She smiled down at Cadmeia as she continued. I’m Isa, it’s nice to finally meet you Cadmeia. Isa bowed her head in greeting to the girl before her. She certainly was a cute little thing. Her coat was a pretty chocolate color with a white tipped tail and her eyes, a gorgeous blue. Sadly, being a fox she would never be able to shift like the other wolves but Isa thought of her as no different then herself or any other Casa member. Like Adelle, Isa already loved the fox kit. She hadn’t ever seen Cadmeia with a parent or guardian though. Perhaps one day Isa could adopt her as her own. A big smile spread across her face at the idea, it should probably wait until she grew closer to the girl though, and after her cycle ended.


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”Such a lovely day,” Cadmeia thought to herself. A little bit of sunlight and fresh air could always make her feel better. She sniffed a flower as she trotted along, hoping that she would run into someone. Lately, she’d been thinking about where she came from. Did she used to belong to another “pack” - of Vulpes vulpes, of course? The desire to belong somewhere had been taking over her thoughts lately. Who were here true “parents”? Had they died? Did they disown her? Did she get separated by accident? Being heavy thoughts, Cadmeia decided to do all she could to push them out of her mind. She had many things to be thankful for, and being a beautiful day, there was no reason to make it seem cloudy.

Surveying the area, she noticed a slender figure approaching. It was the female wolf she’d seen Hadley spending time with. Her pelt shone in the sunlight, a bright silky grey. Cadmeia noticed the wolf was comign towards her. She shifted, startling Cadmeia only slightly (she was a bit jumpy). Then she spoke. ”I like your name,” Cadmeia replied. She looked up at Isa, longingly. Isa seemed like a motherly figure of sorts - she could feel it radiating from her, somehow. Since she seemed to be close with Hadley, Cadmeia liked her already. She padded closer, hoping she wasn’t overstepping any boundaries, and rubbed her body against Isa’s leg. She squealed a bit, out of excitement, then nuzzled Isa’s paw with her nose. She wondered if Isa would spend some time with her today - she was feeling extremely lonely, and wanted to make friends with Hadley’s acquaintance.


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Isa noticed Cadmeia seemed a little jumpy when she shifted, perhaps she wasn’t around many when they shifted. She was still rather young too. She spoke up after Isa introduced herself, saying how she liked the silver woman’s name. Thank you dear. Cadmeia is a beautiful name as well. A large smile crossed her face as the fox kit came up to her and rubbed against her leg, a squeal of excitement escaping her. It was the cutest thing Isa had ever seen. Cadmeia was such a sweet young girl, and she didn’t seem to have any parents or guardians around either. Perhaps she could ask Jazper if she could adopt the girl as her own.


As Cadmeia nuzzled her paw, Isa leaned down to lick the top of the girls head. She plopped down beside the young girl and playfully nipped at her cheek, already seeing Cadmeia as her own. Is there anything you would like to do today Cadmeia? I was hoping to spend the day with you and I thought you could pick out a few things you want to do. She smiled as her tail wagged behind her. Maybe she really would adopt Cadmeia soon. It would have to wait till her cycle ended though.


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”She’s lovely,” Cadmeia thought to herself. She snuggled next to Ismeme, finding a familiar sense of comfort in Ismeme’s warmth. Cadmeia often had fun playing with Adelle, but it was nice to spend time with an elder female. She pawed Isa back in a playful gesture, and buried herself in her silver fur. ”Perhaps....maybe....could we....craft...” Cadmeia stumbled with her words. This often happened when she got excited. ”The flowers, they’re pretty. Something...can we make with them...” She became frustrated, and stopped talking. Luckily for her, she was able to spit out enough information so that Ismeme might be able to infer what she meant. Cadmeia had really wanted to make something lately. She had a creative urge...all she needed was a little guidance. She loved flowers, and wanted to make something out of them. Tulips, lilies, they were all so beautiful and fragrant - they would make a beautiful “something” - she just didn’t know what. She looked up at Ismeme with those big doe eyes of hers, hoping she’d have some sort of an answer for her.


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Cadmeia was an adorable young girl, so sweet and innocent, cuddling up to Isa. Isa didn’t know why she hadn’t spent time with the fox kit until then, she seemed like such a playful girl. Cadmeia reached out with a paw to nudge Isa playfully before burying herself in the woman’s fur. A big smile spread across Isa’s face as Cadmeia gave a suggestion of what she would like to do. The silver woman sat and thought for a moment, trying to think of something Cadmeia could make with flowers. I have an idea of something we can make together. She licked the top of the pups head and gave her a big toothy grin before continuing. You can gather up your favorite flowers and then we can make you a necklace with them. What do you think? Cadmeia wouldn’t be able to tie the flowers together so Isa would have to shift back to optime, but the girl could decide how and where to place the flowers.


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How exciting! A big tongue brushed the top of her head, and Cadmeia giggled. ”FLOWERS!” she silently exclaimed. She really did love flowers. She’d been experimenting with Sunflowers lately...but they were a bit too large to wear as a necklace - she was only tiny. ”I want Lilies...but...th..they’re big.” She thought a little longer and harder. She loved the smell of roses, but they would turn hard and crunchy too quickly. ”How ‘bout...a...a simple daisy chain!” She suddenly got excited and leapt into the air, twisting her body. Landing on all fours, she shivered a bit out of excitement and nuzzled Isa’s leg. This was going to be fun.


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So Cadmeia liked Lilies huh? That would be a great idea for a pendant for her. Perhaps a white one. It could wait for the moment though, she would spend time with the young fox kit for a while first. A large smile crossed her face when Cadmeia decided she wanted to make a daisy chain. It would look absolutely adorable on the young girl. I think that is a great idea sweetheart. Isa watched as Cadmeia jumped into the air before nuzzling against her leg. She was the cutest little thing Isa had ever seen and only got cuter the more time the silver woman spent with her. Want to help me gather the daisy’s then?


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