Destiny Awaits

                    there is little trepidation in her saunter as the minuscule viper seeks to surpass her behemoth sibling in stride, a guttural and impish growl resonating from the depths of her larynx in an attempt to goad him into competition. for where she lacks in stature in comparison to her brother, she exceeds in agility; and thus, aspires to utilize her assets against him as she slithers from the confines of their den’s interior -- ahead or behind him, whichever she manages to achieve. and her molten gaze abruptly narrows as observant pupils begin to adjust to the influx of light, leathery nostrils simultaneously flaring to indulge in the domineering scent of her mother -- of her queen. velveteen lips contort with a beguiled simper as she pinpoints her mother’s gargantuan physique, gangly appendages instinctively propelling her towards the woman with an aura of inherent confidence and an underlying mischievous intent. “amaaaa,” she addresses the woman with the characteristic inarticulate tones of a child before diving between her mother’s forelimbs, allowing for her skull to tip upwards to regard the woman’s coral gaze. “y’think i’ll be big like you n' da, muuum? i want to be big like you -- bigger than ast!” vermillion gaze widens with awe, gleaming with discernible greed and envy. “j’us not as fat.” a smirk grazes her lips as she directs her attention back upon her littermate, eagerly awaiting retaliation.