Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!

Nerves had filled her, just as they did with any social situation, but quickly her eyes caught Lark. She would slowly make her way towards him in order to wish him well on this ever so joyous occasion. She would stand a few feet away, giving him a curious look as she spoke. "Happy Birthday, Lark." She would dip her slightly out of a growing respect for the young boy who had braved jumping onto a rapids rock for the first time when they had last spoke. Quickly she would leave, heading over towards Tinaro. "Tinaro, how are you?" She would ask with a small smile on her lips as her blue fur shook slightly. Part of her wished her father could see her now just to know that she had thrived without him. She was growing fast and towered over some other wolves because, in a few short days, she would be turning one as well.