Hunter By Trade, Mother By Accident

The pup lays on the ground, legs sprawled every-which-way as she continues to pant heavily from the trek it took to get here. She watches a couple other wolves filter in and curiosity colors her black and pink eyes as she watches another, older pup arrive last. Held tilts slightly as she watches them and wonders, for a moment, what life is like growing up here. When her mother begins to speak, Unagi’s attention snaps to Celeste and her ears perk as she gives her undivided attention. The mention of taking down a young bull has the pup’s eyes shine with excitement.

The meeting continues on and, when their parts are given, the girl nods enthusiastically and smiles at being paired up with her mother. As Cel wraps it up, Unagi leaps to her paws and readies to sprint full-tilt out to where the herd is but her mother stops her. Bottom lip sticks out far as she pouts, watching as the others are allowed to pass. Her small, fat paws tippy-tap the ground in show of barely contained energy. Pointers? She needs pointers? Head cranes back as her eyes lock with her mother’s while she gazes expectantly up her. While she is eager to begin the hunt but also knowing that it is best to listen when the adults talk.


"Hattori-Klein Unagi"