Theres a turntable in my head

Things had just.... gone wrong? She didnt know how to describe it in any form. Her father was with whatever woman had taken over their home. He said something about never letting the bad people find them? What about mom she got her ass kicked. Nirah stared at the strange colored sand and stretched her claws out into them. She hated not KNOWING how she felt. Nirah felt off and as the large red was reaching a year the winter chill made her uncomfortable under her own skin.

Maybe she could find another pup to bother. Or one of her siblings wherever they were. Nirah turned in the sand and grinned falling into a playbow. "Maybe Ill just become a King. Then surely all my problems can be crushed." she yelled maybe a little too loud.