Toils and trails

Voodoo may have been too young to understand, to her Deathbelle was her hero. It didnt occur to her that there were emotional battles within her mother's mind. She also hadnt been affected too harshly by the absence of a father, her cousins didnt have one. Her family and pack meant everything to her it was her family. Her mothers touch sent her tail into a frenzy for certain. Wagging back and forth furiously she kept her paws under control so her whole body didnt shake. Her mother complimented her on her howl and Voodoo puffed out her chest.

"Its important to grow a big boy howl!" She exclaimed exuberantly. Her purple eyes gleamed now that her mom was here. "Will you play with me ma? Socerer busy and everyone else is doing something." She dramatically flopped on her tummy spreading her limbs out. She didnt know how to fight but she wanted to learn? Heck her brother was probably better than her already. "I wanna learn how to bite people..... hard." she held a bit of michevious nature in the sentence. Looking at her mother expectantly sprawled on the grassy ground.