and I'm not the one

The Praetor girl sniffed at the air and her tail fluffed up slightly. Ignis had escorted them from the den, and Kebak now wanted to be outside more often, but she equally was... unsure about venturing too far outside.

Dark ears twitched and Kebak crept forward slowly. The sun was down. The air was heavy. Warm. She didn't notice as her teeth bit into her tongue-- enough to hurt another wolf, with properly functioning nerves. The pup swallowed and began to creep along after a bug that shone, rhythmic. The little light bobbed up and down.

Kebak's head bobbed with it. Her eyes were a little wide, and her small tail twitched. She wanted to catch it... but what if it hurt her?