get n' go

She could see the fur on his back bristle as she passed him, just catching the sight from the corner of her eye. She knew how to push his buttons, and she enjoyed every minute of it. He'd try to act like he knew everything, but he very clearly did not. "Because its boring in the den while she's gone." She liked hanging out with her Mother, she was always giving her little lessons and telling her stories and playing games. Neith was close to her best friend, the only other wolf she loved half as much was Father. Since she saw Mother more often than Laufey she liked to hang out with him when she could, but that didn't mean she didn't adore her Mother.

She'd watch him out of the corner of her eye as he began to explain, and instantly she despised where he was going. Eisleif wanted very badly to get upset at him, to growl and make her fur go up like he'd done earlier. But she knew that would only bring him satisfaction, and her down to his level. Still, she couldn't let him go with out correcting him. "I wouldn't even want a godly parent." She'd tell him with a small huff. "I like having both Mother and Father here on earth with me." What was so good about having a god as a parent anyway? They never came to visit and couldn't sing you to sleep or cuddle. The only way they gave lessons was through stories that had to be told by another wolf! No, she was very happy with mortal parents. "And you don't know anything, a coyote bit my tail." She'd peer at him, she liked her fluffy tail. "Then Father killed it." Had Freyja ever killed a coyote for him?
"Shmirsh"