A different sort of dance

She wasn’t sure if it was her unusually short legs that usually made her late when her mother called or the extra pudge that she couldn’t seem to shake no matter how she willed her metabolism to catch up to her siblings, but this time, Fuji was the first on scene. She gave her mother a wide grin around her pants, (she had run very fast to get here, this was the lesson she was most excited for).

The small child sighed whistfully for a moment, she doubted she would ever be as graceful as her mother looked, stretching her limbs and moving so smoothly, but the older wolf didn’t seem to be paying particular attention so maybe if she just tried to mimic the movements, eventually she would get there? Tentatively, she bowed down, and felt the muscles in her body pull and then relax… Oh! It actually felt pretty good!

She watched the next move from the corner of her eye and tried to mimic the movement again. This wasn’t so bad!

“Speech”