Bite Bite Fight!

She hadn't been hungry at all, but something told her that the bird shouldn't have died for no reason. The moment that her father suggested that she learn how to sneak, however. all thoughts of the chicken were abandoned. Her eyes lit up like the stars that she so enjoyed and the girl instantly found her feet. "Yes! I want to sneak!" She kept her voice low, but it thrummed with pure excitement.

Diving over the eviscerated chicken, Asla was clear of the protective arms of her father. Sinking low to the ground, she tucked her ears and pretended to sneak. Her motions were fiercely exaggerated, but most of her world was pretend. You had to exaggerate when you were pretending.

Waiting for her lesson, Asla pounced a black cricket that happened to cross her path. She was a mighty hunter. Well... not yet, but she should be! Looking back towards the hulking figure of her father, she questioned him, the cricket still trapped between her paws. "What do I do, papa? How do I sneak?"