when you're gone

Theta’s somber mood was interrupted by a rather rude shock to her system. She hadn’t been listening for anything since she thought she was alone, that would teach her to let down her guard again. Her body wasn’t as sturdy as an adults’ so the surprise attack affected her more than she would’ve liked. She had slid down to a lying position and heard the voice saying “Gotcha”. She didn’t quite recognize the voice, but felt like she should.

Theta scrambled to get to a standing position looking at her attacker. She vaguely recognized them as a pup from the other litter. What had made them think that doing that was the smart thing to do? Even she didn’t attack her siblings without fair warning, from what she had heard an honorable wolf never attacked from behind.

Staring at the other pup Theta made a pointed comment “Ow! What was that for?!” Theta wasn’t having the best initial thoughts when it came to this pup.