Don't get your hair caught in the propellor
11-03-2014, 02:37 PM
Her mother would wake her, soft lyrics pushing the sleep away. Her eyes would flutter open just in time to see her mother move away. She would drag herself to her paws, a yawn parting her lips. She would stretch and shake, excitement steadily replacing her desire to go back to bed. Bouncing after her mother, she would absorb the new land that they moved across. She had never been so far from the den before, though sometimes her mother would steal her fun and carrying her. Soon they would arrive at a strange looking place that was bright and vast, she could see for miles. Her tail wag and she bound after her mother, her pace slowing as a crowd began to creep into view.
She would follow her mother obediently, her gaze scanning each of the wolves that had gathered. Her mother would murmur into her ear, causing her gaze to widen, though not in fear. She would peer up at the woman that sat before the crowd, and the dark man that sat beside her. Haunches would lower between her mothers forelegs, a look of awe tugging at her peculiar features.
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