Her rosy eyes flashed open as she let out a soft yawn. Her mind was a bit fuzzy from the events of the night prior because she had dared to try and stay up all night. The attempt was futile and she, of course, failed miserably. The dark grey girl rose before glancing at her mother. She was old enough to leave without the supervision of her mother... right? It mattered not. She was going in search of her father so that she might hear another one of his heroic tales of ladies and valor and honor. Perhaps she could learn a few new words while she was at it.
The girl carefully snuck her way over Celestine and out of the den at a fast pace. Her long and lithe limbs carried her with ease. She would grow to be as tall as her father practically but she was not there yet. She had plenty of time to grow and she could be very patient at times. She felt lucky to have her mother and her father and a pack where she saw herself as princess. It was all that she had ever known and all she probably would know as she started to think about what she was going to do.
Was she to be a hunter? Perhaps a guardian would suite her better? Even better than that being a scout? no, she wanted to be a princess.
