They wandered side by side. Not knowing much of the forest besides what she explored around the den, Cressida took her time to observe the surrounding area. Flowers bloomed alongside the towering of thick tree trunks. Their petals bright and vibrant under the looming sun. Grass swayed with each brush of the spring breeze caressing their blades. A beautiful dance she caught her gaze lingering on as they passed. Some branches scattered the grounds. Easily snapping beneath their paws. At times her found herself slightly clumsy. Still adjusting to stretching legs. While the others were filling out nicely, she noticed that her body remained a bit on the smaller side. Though it didn’t stop her from feeling as if she were just the same as the others.
So lost in her train of thoughts, it hadn’t occurred that her father had stopped. Not until she bumped slightly into his front legs. Where he stood protectively to block her from whomever chose to interrupt their day. Peeking from behind with a curious gaze, Cress ignored the obvious tension. Choosing to step into view with her head high and tail hanging lazily at her own hing legs. ”Who are you?” By her tone, it was obvious she didn’t like the fact the fiery-coated male had chosen to disturb their time together. ”Have we done something wrong?”
