your love is anemic

The sound of paw steps somewhere behind her should have brought worry to the young girl, but she was too focused on the sudden realization that there was a multitude of those little holes in the sand all over the place. There were more of these weird little thingies? Growling her weak little infantile growl, she continued to clamp down on the thing. She wanted to have a serious conversation with this bugger, because squirting people with salty, kinda gooey water was very rude when you had no reason to be doing that. However, the shell of the meanie wasn't about to surrender to her meager might. Her gums ached now, and her tongue was not liking the grit of dirt. With a defeated sigh, she released it with a frown. Stupid thing.

A soft whine behind her alerted the girl to the presence of another, and she whirled around on unsteady paws. Instead of looking like the picture of innocence and cute, she looked like a giant dork. Tripping over her own twisting limbs, the girl keeled over like a drunkard. Lashes would flutter against her cheeks as she blinked a few times in surprise, yet remained mute. As she regarded the stranger, who was much smaller than everyone else in her family, a huge grin started to spread across her features. "Hallo!" She barked happily in greeting, getting back onto her feet, even if the act left her a little bit wobbly. Trotting gaily up to the stranger, she beamed up at her. "Who 're you?" She asked simply, not old enough to have even the smallest bit of tact. Her expression was soft, open as she gazed up at the new wolf. She hadn't really met anyone she didn't know yet, everyone was family so far. This was her first stranger. Would she get eated? Hopefully not, that would really put a damper on things.