A small adventure

Sirius assured her that with age she would gain control of her ungangly paws, she was almost a year old now and that still wasn’t true. Everyone told her that same thing but she was beginning to not believe them. She shook the thoughts from her head as she turned to follow the Warlord, assuring him that she could cross the water on her own as they finally made it to the prairie. Their first order of business, much like her uncle Chimera had, Seer asked what she smelled.

"Pronghorn, prairie dogs, muskrat…” she took another sniff and tilted her head, a little uncertain about that last one. "And raccoon?” Ike asked with a tilt of her head in uncertainty.

"Speech"