Bite Bite Fight!

Her paws felt like feathers against his face, he could not believe any creature could be so small, yet so loved. He looked to his tiny, tail-wagging daughter, and his heart hurt, he loved her so much. He could see hints of Zee in the blues and creams of her coat, and her tiny stature. He didn’t think he could ever love a woman as much as he loved Zee, but looking at his tiny daughter, he realised he was wrong. Asla held his heart just as tightly now as her mother. He grinned at her, the expression coming easily to his dark face.

“Exactly.” Sirius agreed, a touch smugly. There was the Sirius in her, the possessive streak. They were there chickens. It didn’t matter if Sirius liked the silly buggers or not, they belonged to him, and to his woman, and that meant any Raccoon that messed with them deserved to get eaten.

“Good girl” he said gently, as she agreed not to hunt Zee’s chickens. She took a bite of the dead creature, blood matting her dainty paw and the space around her muzzle. Sirius licked her paw, cleaning it of blood, and nudged her chin with his nose. Each motion had to be careful at precice around a creature as small as she was. “It’s night time, and creatures like these chickens are sleeping, would you like me to teach you how to sneak upon them?” perhaps she was too small to learn to hunt, but Sirius didn’t care for that. If she had the desire to learn, he would teach her, and eventually she would have the strength to follow through with his teachings.