Our Future within the Young Eyes

The girl was late… but she’d been caught up in talking with a special new friend. A little rabbit, whom she called Cottontail, had become her only friend in the world for the time being. Priscilla hadn’t been interacting with her mother… she was acting a bit odd it seemed. So rather than reach out to anyone she’d just been staying out of the way, trying to keep her head down rather than attracting attention. But now she was late to the meeting… and she wondered if she might be punished for it.

She was quiet as she came in, hiding somewhere in the back. She didn’t look at anyone in particular, though she listened to her uncle Torin as he spoke. She sat, curled her tail around her haunches, and let out a sigh. She didn’t know what she wanted to do within the pack yet. She hadn’t done much training either… resisting the idea of having to learn to fight. She didn’t want to hurt others… but it might be necessary. She was still on the fence about agreeing with it though.

Priscilla twitched an ear and lifted her gaze to Torin as he finished speaking, however. She didn’t speak, however, letting her ears fall back against her skull. There would be a time to talk to him about her concerns… but she wasn’t sure now was that time.