Little Warrior

Poem thought her tail was going to wag right off her hindquarters as Shaye said those magical words. No longer would she have to look over her shoulder for adults who would disapprove of her wandering. She was free to go where she pleased, and she could go out when she had one of her parents with her! Poem’s excitement seemed to travel through her to the dual colored raven. Edgar flapped excitedly, but also to keep his balance because his wolf wouldn’t sit still.

She almost lost Shaye’s attention as she thought about everywhere she was able to explore now. Her mother spoke on, as Poem tuned back in. ”...about how a pack works and operates.” Dark ears shifted so she might not look like she had spaced out on the first part of the sentence.

Her mom was quizzing her hard. Three examples of physical resources. The young Destruction knit her brow and unintentionally looked to Edgar. His eyes were bright, but his beak was silent save for a couple crack’s. She returned her bright blue and lavender eyes back to her mom. ”Uh, food, prey?” She thought just a moment longer, the concentration obvious on her features. ”Water, and territory?” Those were all good answers right? She looked up to Shaye, just a little unsure of herself.