Celebration [pack meeting]

In what was becoming an easily traceable pattern the fluttering of wings in Keiki’s peripherals signaled the approach of her mother’s curious companion. A signal that she was being summoned, something she couldn’t know for herself; so with a small yip of acknowledgement the grey and white girl chased after the flying fox. Bursting out from the forest she stumbled over her own paws as she attempted to slow herself and face planted gloriously.

A gentle nosing against her shoulder made her finally lift herself from her position and the girl grinned sheepishly down at her mother. The white woman’s shoulders bounced with laughter and a salmon tongue lashed across her cheek before her mother returned to her position at her father’s side.

Keiki seated herself, smiling at each of her siblings but curious as to where the rest of the pack was.