One, two, three, four... Isi would mentally count her steps as she manoeuvred through the tall grass, crouching to keep herself completely hidden. Five, six seven, eight, nine, ten... and suddenly she sprung up, front paws leaving the ground for a moment as she forced her head above the grass. "Boo!" She shouted, springing up again to see the results of her scare as a little bird suddenly took off from his perch, flying off a short distance and landing once more. Countless times she had chased the bird in this manner, rather bored and searching for something to kill time. Apparently the bird was too to put up with the daft wolf and her silly antics.
There were pups to play with back at Ebony rather than this silly bird, Isi was itching to start looking after them and playing all kinds of games with them. However, for now they were still quite the centre of attention with all members of the pack and the visitors that currently resided with them and this meant of course that it was difficult for her to spend hours of fun with them.
She was feeling better now at least. Someone had taken the time to explain to her that the way she'd felt was completely normal, she wasn't even ill in the first place but had gone into heat. Though it meant her body was ready to begin bearing pups of her own, Isi had recoiled at the idea certainly not thinking of herself as a mother. No, it was better to just look after other people's pups. She wouldn't have to deal with the glum way she'd felt for another year now either apparently which pleased her to no end. She was back to her usual whacky ways, much to the misfortune of the bird.
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