Slow it Down

It was sometimes hard for the young child to fall asleep. Always fearing never to wake up again, but then again she tried to forget those nasty thoughts that she held deep inside of her. Sarka was the smallest of her siblings, the runt of the litter and with a small body frame a lot of others probably thought she would break. To add on she was a quiet and reserved little girl, even though she spoke softly and rarely unless it came to her siblings and mother. Even then she was far more content keeping what she had to say to herself. Words would sometimes hurt others, and she didn't want to hurt others. One thing she also knew though, was that she didn't want to be left alone. As soon as she saw her larger brother stumble out of the den to follow after mother, Sarka would rise herself in a pitiful way and follow him as well. Trying to sneak along with her small body.
Her mother however was a lot smarter than the average wolf, well at least this young pup seemed to think so. A shiver ran down her spine into her limbs as she noticed Raziel, and now her cover was no longer there as she had been partly hiding behind her big brother. Sarka would let out a small puff of her nostrils, she was scared, but she wanted to go with them of course. Though it was a bit difficult for her since she really didn't want to use her voice. Instead to announce her presence, she would paw at her mothers tail. Eventually able to softly bite the tip of it with her little mouth standing on her hind legs. Though only to stumble backwards with a small 'thump' into the dirt. Blinking, the girl would look upward towards her mother. Hoping she wasn't mad, or hadn't noticed her.

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