Victory!

Ashmedai didn't expect to find much when he went out, especially not another blueberry wolf. He saw the small pup streaking about. Really, how did all the blue pups not get eaten when they were like... that little. She was running straight out and, judging by her yip and rolling around, wasn't supposed to be out here. Uh-oh, an escaped pack pup. It was normal, wasn't it; for pups to want to leave the pack? Ashmedai drew closer, keeping a good distance away in case any family decided to be overprotective, "Hey blue! You there! Stop!" he called, "Just what do you think you're doing out here all on your lonesome? Haven't you ever heard of the big bad wolf?" Ashmedai finished trotting nearby, and sat, plopping his butt down on the soft grass. Really, this tiny thing was so blue. Was her whole family blue? Did she smell like the ocean and other similarly colored things, "Or maybe your parents never told you about him."