a snickety snack for a pupper?

The pup was on a mission. A mission to find food. Any food would do. Even a small morsel would suffice. Why? One would think a Fatalis pup would never go hungry. Nine out of ten times, one would be correct in thinking that. Except this time, she had been told no. To wait until dinner. Mama was making something good. Which usually was enough to entice Ursa to wait, but her tummy! It rumbled so loud! It hurt! It almost made her grumpy which was not a mood that happened often in the little pup. She was typically in good spirits, but not today! Not until she got a snack!

And she knew where to go! Well, maybe. Ursa was using her nose this time to track down the snacks. Surely someone within the col would take pity on her. Walking along the hallways, her side pressed against the wall, she tilted her chin upward and hoped for a good draft to come her way. For awhile, she didn't seem to smell anything so she thought maybe going to her grandpa's den would lead to something. Taking a corner to head up to Sirius' warren, Ursa suddenly smelt something delicious. Her eyes widen and her mouth waters. Picking up her chubby puppy pace with her paws thumping against the ground, she made her way until the smell was coming from... across the hall?

Her brow scrunches as her head tilts to the side. Whose den was this? Heading over to the entryway, Ursa peeks her head in. "Uh, hello? Anyone here?" She calls out in her tiny voice with her ears perked and tail wagging happily behind her.