Would You Like To Play A Game? [Coyote Ball]

The young girl was getting lanky in a way that would inevitably betray her dire size to come. She had been down at the beach, taking a dip in the ocean, as she had quickly come to realise it would make the dull glow that came from her coat brighter, and that made her mother annoyed, so she would do all she could to keep it as bright as possible. It was worth the numb toes and short period of shivering to know it would make her mother all drooly if she tried to pick her up with her mouth.

When a call came out for a game, the mottled girl gave another shake to try and dislodge the last of the sea water from her fur. Oversized ears quickly pinpointed the direction from which it came and she loped awkwardly in the way growing pups tended to. Her head dropped a few inches and she extended her neck, tail waving at mid-mast in greeting to the older wolf, darting in quickly to bump her nose respectfully to the underside of the elder woman’s chin in greeting.

Deluge’s head canted to the side, puppy blue eyes long since faded to a blazing gold as they fell on the smelly balls of brown fluff. The decidedly not wolf smell made her nose itch and her teeth tingle. “Why do they smell bad?” she asked Pyralis innocently enough, but she couldn’t keep the wrinkle out of her muzzle.