mom didn't raise a quitter

Widow was tired of growing, literally. Her body ached all the time and how many times did she have to beg the world to stop making her grow!? She didn't want to be gigantic as everyone seemed to believe that she would be. What was so great about being big anyway? Can't sneak around anywhere without others seeing your or hearing your gigantic paws smashing the earth underneath her. It was a constant struggle for the girl, so much that when her body ached from growing, she spent her time in the den crafting a neat hat and a cool staff!

Today, thankfully, her body wasn't in quite as much pain. Wearing her new hat and carrying her new staff between her teeth, she looked down to the little black cat at her side and then up to the bird that coasted loosely above them. It was a good day!

Although, it would seem that at least one of her brothers wasn't feeling the same. With a smirk, she approached and set her new staff gently on the ground. "What's your problem?" She asked with a playful tone, smirk still present on her pretty face.

"Speech!"

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