The taste of fog in the air

She startled lightly at the sound of another wolf. The form of a dark-faced white-chest Empress appeared like an apparition from the mist. Her paws delicate on the sand as she stopped beside her daughter Kitsune settled back down again, relaxed now that she knew the stranger was her mother. She leaned until the muzzle, adding a quiet lick to her mother's chin. A gesture of deference and love as the two settled wordlessly on the beach together.

After a moment, she leaned into her mother's towering form. Kitsune was still a tiny creature. Too young to have found her growthspurt. At least, that's what she told herself. She would grow a little more, eventually, but her siblings continue to over take her. She would have to be clever to keep up with the towering giants of her family. If the Kitsune would grow into anything, it would be cleverness.

"Mumma," She said softly, breaking thr gentle quiet between them as the fog began to vanish into the rising dawn. "Did you have parents too, when you were young?"