Your Face Is Like Chop Suey

OOC: Hope you two don't mind Ardat dropping in...? If so I'll remove her.


Again, the female's paws had began to move, but without much else known to the girl, she'd returned to the place her sister had been days ago. A sigh escaped her ashen lips, and she walked slowly. If these two places, are the only two in this pack, it's about to be boring. She was referring to the den and this creek she was aiming for. Thinking as she walked, Ardat tried to remember what had woken her. Clearly it wasn't her siblings snoring, for they were already out and about, probably getting into a vast amount of trouble. With a roll of her shoulders, she rounded the bush she hid near before, voices reached her ears, as well as splashing. Intrigued, her own soft-colored ears perked up, and her minty eyes intensified, scanning the cattails for the signs of others.

Unfortunately, she was too far away to make out what either was saying, but she could pick up on their tones and knew that they were both female. Silently, the girl stalked forward, her focus on trying her hand at being stealthy. She rounded the weeds her sister was wrestling, the broken pieces left in her wake a reminder of their first encounter with their elongated family. Her tail swayed behind her, flicking twice in anticipation of what she'd see as she peered around the cluster, her cover would be gone, or blown, the moment she did. Inhaling sharply, the girl let her head snake around, and she caught sight of two wolves. She analyzed their faces, but from this distance, she was still on the lower end, not able to gauge them properly. I must get closer, her brows knit, and she drew back, creeping around the other side of the water-logged plants.

As she drew closer, keeping to the edge of the creek, her paws slipped, and a startled yelp fell from her lips. It wasn't that she was afraid, she had known how to swim, it was the fact that the ground had given way underfoot, and unearthed her, sending her spiraling into the water. With a splash, the girl's head went under, and as she clawed her way to the surface she sputtered. It was definitely not the entrance she wanted to make. Drenched, and treading water, she drew toward the edge, and struggled to pull herself up.

Pride was waning, her eyes dark with disgust at herself, but her face struggling to remain expressionless. Her ears drew back in shame as she shook out the water, and she spoke, her calm voice faltered a little, "I'm sorry I interrupted." It wasn't like her to be so clumsy. She was ashamed, but determined not to look weak in front of these two. She drew a little closer, but remained safely at a distance from them. It's not bad to be cautious, and know ones' escape. Her head tilted a little as she drew out her safety path back to the den. Once all was "to plan" she turned her attention back to the adults. Their smell was similar, in a way, but also extremely different.