Bite Bite Fight!

The father and daughter howled together and it was a glorious thing. Within moments, they were playing again. If ever a child squealed with guttural laughter, this was that time. Turns out, Aslatiel had a ticklish belly. With the play bites from her father, the girl laughed until tears filled her huge, dark eyes. Pressing all four paws against her father, she pushed off of his face, sliding backwards through the grass enough to get up. That was when she pummeled him with questions.

Dark ears perked and she listened to the answers that he gave. Here and there she nodded in understanding. So killing wad okay, but don't kill too much or there wouldn't be anything to eat and her family would be hungry. That, she could understand. "Okay, papa. Okay."

Without warning, a yawn pulled from the girl, ending in a slight squeak. "I might be tired, papa." She didn't want the night to end, but her eyes were getting heavy. "Will you teach me how to kill big things? Bigger than me?" The prospect made the pup wiggle with excitement.