what do we do? we swim, swim, swim

Belle raised an eyebrow as Hela rolled her eyes at the addition of the young pup. She hoped the abrasion was only because he was not of their blood, would this aversion to pups cause issues after her litter was born? She wanted all of her family involved in raising the next generation of Kleins. Belle tossed her fish onto shore as she returned her attention to the pup.

”I am, my name is, Belle. Who are you?” She offered lightly, feeling it necessary to announce her full title to such a young thing. Maybe when they were older… Much too devious of thoughts filtered through her mind and she shook them off internally. ”Over there on the bank, do you see that spindly little plant with little white flowers?” She asked as she pointed her nose towards the boneset.

As the pup looked for the flowers Belle would patiently wait for the next fish to swim between her paws. The moments were long, but the she wolf did finally see a school swim by. With as much grace as could be gathered she plunged her jaws into the water in an attempt to bag another fish.