Eat the toes

Her pounce had knocked Poem over, and now Motif was on top of her, the toes her prize! She nibbled at them, finding the fur cold in her teeth, but Poem’s squeak only enticed her to nibble further, tickling the soles of her sisters feet.

She released her sister and flopped overtop of her, back on her sister, eyes on the sky. “‘ish so big ” she commented, indicating with a paw the sky, and then Abaven, encompassing the whole world outside of their den. She still had so much to explore, and see and do. So many toes to nibble, and wolves to tumble! Just so long as she had her sister by her side, she knew she could conquer anything in the world.

“Mumma said the rocks near the water sometimes have s-sal-aman-aders” she tumbled over the long word. “She said they hard to find in winter but I bet we prove her wrong!”