From Jellybean to Wolf

A loud, bellowing roar shattered the tranquility of the day and sent a few of the gulls scattering. Satira jumped in fright, turning just in time to see shadow obscure the daylight and a massive black and white paw scoop her up by her midsection. Tira squealed in surprise and then she was airborne, her tiny body barely filling up the paw holding her. Gravity shifted and changed, dizzying her a little bit until the world stopped twisting and turning, and then Tira found herself being snuggled and clutched tightly to the broad chest of her grandfather.

"Papa Seer!" she squealed between fits of laughter and girly giggles, her tiny body wriggling in his strong grasp. Paws barely bigger than pebbles clawed and pressed against the planes of his chest while she playfully tried to squirm her way free, her tail wagging and betraying the fun she was having. "Heeeeelp! I'm being captured!" More giggles from the little Fatalis princess while she nipped and bit at the fur on his chest, grinning up at her grandpa with shining eyes, playful yet defiant.

"Satira Fatalis"