Outside The Box

Jupiter wasn't sure what had driven her to meander towards the den of Song--perhaps to check in on the welfare of the new pups of Ludicael or to ensure that the woman had all that she needed. Perhaps she would never know, but with her paws quiet with practiced movement over the roots, as Jupiter slunk through her lands she encountered something that tipped off its presence with a queer tone of laughter. Her brow furrowed and she stopped, audits pulling back a bit as she tentatively stepped forth, eyes narrowed as she sought the source of the sound. Nares flared to take in the scent of something similar to Song and Cherokee and a grin broke across her creamy features as she figured that the scent must be one of the couple's pups.



Pinpointing the location of the sound, she stepped mischievously away from the shielding undergrowth, directly in the path of sight of whoever hid beneath, and settled upon her rear with her back facing the bush, tail out. To a pup, this was usually a perfect invite for a mischief act--pouncing on a wolf when they weren't looking. Jupiter wasn't aware of the personalities of the girl's children yet, so she wasn't sure if whoever was hiding would fall for it, but thought it was worth a try.