Beautiful Eyes

Fools! They could not compare to his beauty, it wasn't possible. His feminine beauty of a pup was magnificent. He rolled his hind quarters through the forest a bit ways away from the den. Lifting up his chin, his siblings he loved them to death but they didn't have to make fun of his beautiful fur like that. "I like my fur the way it is." he complained in a rather girly high pitched voice. Flamboyent and all the lump of fluffy fur sat down near a tree and his silver eyes watched the outside. Wait, there was someone near the pond. And it wasn't mommy, Raven, nor Vahva. He excitedly stood unaware of the danger of strangers at his age and stumbled along until he reached his pond. He smiled there was another wolf there, maybe she would be able to see the magnificence in his coat.

"Scuusseee me, can you look at my coat." He flashed himself in front of her suddenly. One paw on his chest stretched out, with his tail straight. He was not quiet fully white yet, still cream because of his age. But still obviously proud of his appearance and oddly innocent all the same. He flashed a grin at her as he waited for her to answer.