Puppy-palooza!

Hydrae had waited for this day! She wanted to roam and be allowed to explore but she also liked this, liked being with the family.

Not for the first time, she stumbles up to her father and says "Papa! I have your teeth!" and smiles, all fangy and sharp.

But Hydrae quickly drifts from the den, paying no mind to her siblings as they bicker and squabble for attention. She is curious-- and soon, Hydrae catches a scent, her head lowering down and her tail flashing up to wag rapidly back in forth, little puppy wags. The smell is... warm! Earthy! It is... fuzzy!

Hydrae sticks her nose promptly down a nearby mouse hole, because her little snout is small enough to fit.