babysitter's club

"Ahh, yeah, very mighty!" she teased, aiming to bowl Senryu and Haiku over each with a firm nudge. She could tell by the size of their paws that they would grow up to be a formidable size, just like their father. And her, she supposed. Theo didn't much think about her height nowadays. Unless she was standing directly next to Samara or the smallest of the twins' littermates, she no longer felt gawky and awkwardly huge. She simply was. As she grew older a new confidence filled out her adult body. There was no more mistaking her for a stringy yearling. At least she separated the two of them with her front paws. "Alright, sticky boys. Why don't we head for a swim, huh? Have you been to Monument Rapids yet?" The water upstream was placid this time of year; all the snow melt had already been funneled down to the ocean. It would be the perfect place for a swim - and she couldn't wait to get this honey off. Dirt and leaves and grass already stuck to their entire bodies like a botched collage.