Just a little fun

Ara was itching for some fun, and the one thing fun needed the most was an accomplice. She hummed and harred for a while, and then found the scent of Manea’s daughter in the wind. She grinned at the familiar scent, and went trotting after her niece. She found the purple girl by the lake in the centre of the territory and plopped herself down beside the growing girl. “Good grief, you're getting tall!” she remarked, shaking her head and turning a mischievous expression towards the other wolf.

“Want to get into some trouble?” she asked in a conspiratorial whisper. A hint of a smirk on her ink-stained lips. She didn’t think Meane would get too mad if she took the girl out for an adventure.


"Naráca Mendacium"