Shake it off

Pualani was absolutely riveted while she listened to Shadow's story. The only time she looked away from him was to make sure she wasn't about to chomp into a fish bone. Her diet back home relied heavily on fish so she was very familiar with eating them. Still, it never hurt to double check. Their little bones were so easy to choke on. Her imagination was on overdrive as he described the red wolf that had come to take his late father's throne. There was so much more she wanted to know! Why did the wolves stay? If they didn't like him why didn't they revolt or leave? Was this red wolf extra big and scary? Then the white wolf came into play and her eyes widened with interest. She took the last couple of bites of her fish as he finished introducing the white wolf into the story, imagining the white wolf and this evil red wolf facing off against each other like the large warriors from back home would during their spars. Her mind was reeling with all kinds of possibilities when he asked what she thought might happen next. "Did the white wolf win?" she asked hopefully, her light blue gaze fixed on Shadow while she awaited the answer anxiously.