Sweet Pea

The willows were one of Aryn's favorite places to spend her free time, sheltered beneath the low handing trees and playing with the frogs as they leapt from lilypad to lilypad. She lay at the edge of the water, her nose nearly touching the surface as she mentally willed a nearby frog to hop onto her muzzle. At the sound of her father approaching the frog fled, hopping beneath the water's surface with a soft plop. The yearling looked over her shoulder to see who had come, standing to greet her father once she'd caught sight of him. "Dad!" She greeted happily, her tail wagging slowly behind her. "What're you doing here?" Her father was a busy alpha, she didn't expect to see him casually walking the willows.