Yet Another Puppy Thread

The little pup would drop the stone hard, barely avoiding hitting her toes as she tilted her head upwards to listen to her father's call. She abandoned her game of salamander hunting without a second thought, tail wagging as she moved through the terratory. She was too far back when the other puppies came into view, but she would catch the tail end of the argument between Noir and Poem, and would bristle her fur as she ran to catch up her sister, grumbling under her breath about what a piece of work Noir was. She would arrive to see her father at the center of all the puppies attention, and would sit quietly at his paws.

She was lost in thought, considering how she might get back at that meany Noir for messing with her sister. She barely considered why her father had called her here, too lost in her thoughts she was. She could steal some honey from Vail and hide it in his bedding.. Maybe even put some ants in there with it. That could be fun.