Twinkle Twinkle Little Flame

With Manea's proud nuzzle into her cheek, Fia hummed gleefully with a big smile, feeling just that same kind of pride as her mother saw in her. She couldn't know her differences to other pups given the fact that no other ones were around. And maybe that's why she had been so secluded so early in her life. She came off as awfully shy just wanting to be around the wolves she already knew, but she wanted to change that. She didn't think it would be easy, but seeing her mother so proud of her made her want to keep that up in anyway she could. She wanted to really help pull the weight of the pack when she was able. All she could do was prepare for when that day came.

Her gaze moved back up to the starry sky as Manea had said that they were fiery just like her and her father. She wouldn't completely understand what she meant but she still smiled to the thought of the familiarity she could share with her father and of course her mother too. The bond she felt with them, and even her older siblings that may have been a little more scarce, it was some kind of nature to her. It just felt right to be so attached to them.

She took every affection her mother gave her, still just that small innocent pup that could be wrapped up in her mother's arms. Her dark eyes turned to Manea when she asked if she was ready to head back and she paused for a moment before responding. She was almost asking permission if they could, but she already knew her mother would stay out here with her longer, "I want to stay out here." She spoke rolling around until she was comfortable up against her mother. She'd stay quiet unless spoken to, her eyes just wandering up at the stars above them looking for the shapes she could find the longer she stared up there. Her head falling back further and further into Manea's comfort until she'd be back to sleep herself and her mother could carry her back to the den.

"Fiametta"