my friend's mom

Motif couldn’t believe their luck, with the cute little creature that Poem had found, and how they had sneakily played with it all morning without getting caught. Motif could pretend that she had a companion, just like both her mother and father had their birds. Poem was rougher, wanting to rough and tumble with the creature in mock battle. The little furry thing didn’t seem to mind, it was enjoying its playtime. For something that wasn’t a wolf, it sure acted like it wasn’t scared of anything!

Motif was on the sidelines, her little tail wagging as Poem tumbled with the creature. She was learning by watching, and laughing happily, all three of them where having the time of their lives - right up until a weird roarish noise disturbed them. Motif’s fur went on end in surprise as she looked up at the adult-version of their friend. She managed only a ‘meep’ sort of noise before Poem was scrambling away from the baby.

Motif ran to her sister’s side, she generally deferred to Poem in important matters, knowing her sister was quick on her feet, and a little bossy. “What should we do!” she huffed, eyeing the mother honey badger which had finished sniffing her baby and spun around to face the pups. She had a bad feeling about this...