A little bit of this, a little dash of that

Ember relished any and all time she got to spend with her parents, but there was something a bit extra special about the time she spent with her mother. The little Carpathian lady looked up to Briar as her role model. Her mom was beautiful and strong, confident and elegant, everything Ember also wanted to be when she became a grown up! Plus as she got older and her tail fur began to take on a longer, silkier complexion, it became evident that sooner or later she would be needing to ask her mom for her grooming routines as they shared more in common than was first apparent. Today, Briar had promised her some cooking lessons, and Ember was all in on the chance to learn a new skill with her mother! The meals Briar prepared for them were always the tastiest, much better than Dad's! It must have been that magical mom touch that made everything good!

Following behind Briar with a little spring in her step, Ember bounced down the cellar stairs and followed her tawny dam into the larders, but couldn't resist taking a peek at the locked off area where the wines were kept. By now, Ember was keenly aware of the special drinks the adults all had, and being as curious as she was, was chomping at the bit to see what all the fuss was about. Her attention was pulled away from the illicit libations at the moment when Briar asked what she thought everyone would want to eat tonight, giving her the run of the larders to decide what they made for supper. One of the perks of being the chef, as Briar put it. Ember shot a giddy grin back up at her mother, then perused down the rows of hanging meats, her puppy eyes wide with awe. She didn't realize their pack had so much food!

"Whoa, there's so many options...!" Ember exclaimed in amazement. There were many dishes that the Carpathian pup enjoyed, but some of her most favorite were the seafood options their hunters pulled from the nearby sea and streams and the venison that came from their own plains. Pursing her lips in a pensive little pout, Ember glanced between the fresh fishes and the hanging loins of venison. "IIIIIII wanna maaaaake... venison!" she declared after a moment of thought, her tail wagging excitedly behind her. Her mother's roasted venison was one of her all time favorite meals!

"Ember"