Sleep Little Kitten (AW for Abaven

There was something about the world outside his family's den, drawing him out, whispering into sensitive ears of challenges and explorations. So he left again, seeking permission from the parents of course and promising Quake he would share what he ran into while out. There was one thing he wished to learn about, or at least see again and observe from a safe distance. Those moving sticks he had spotted with that big pup, what did he call himself again? Fox? Whatever he was, Qualm wanted to find them again but alone this time so he could be in peace.

That would not be the case, the pup came to a stop as he spotted a red wolf ahead curled up on the ground. What was it doing? His little brows came together in a mix of confusion and annoyance, taking one more step forward but still a few feet away. Tail swung slowly, tip twitching the longer he stood there.