moonglow
01-23-2014, 10:05 PM
How many siblings she had, she really was not sure -- she knew many of their names, even if she had not spoken of them, because she knew family was important. And so she had asked about them, watched them, from the protection of her den. Gaining strength and growing, and now she was nearly seven months old. Still a pup, but slowly nearing her full height, and maturing just as quickly as she ought to. Her eyes danced with amusement as she watched him, glad to spend time with a brother, even if he was only a half-sibling. It didn't really matter to her. Most of Glaciem was family to her, and she preferred it that way. A gentle smile would paint the pale girl's face, as she watched Kyarst's demeanor go from bold to pleading, as he all but begged her not to tell their father. She really didn't know if he would get in trouble; and he seemed oblivious to the fact that she might, too. Admittedly, he was rather cute as he cowered near her, ears flat against his skull and tail tucked between his legs. He was a cute child, even she would admit it, and she let another giggle spill from her lips at the sight of him. "Depends," she said, voice laced with slight mischievousness. Her tail would wave gently behind her, a graceful swish of creamy white fur in the near darkness. "Convince me!" She was not always the most playful of children, but she had been blessed with a femininity that often had an air of playfulness that couldn't be ignored. "What might I gain out of this, brother?" she teased with another soft laugh. |
Kyarst, her half-brother and closest friend, is allowed in any and all of her threads.