You're Gonna go Far, Kid

Ashmedai groaned as he heard his mother's call. He'd lay in the den for a moment longer before hauling himself up with a grunt. What did she want now? It was way too early to be up. Grumpily, Ashmedai made his way to his mother. Dew dampened his paws and the young boy grimaced. He wasn't nearly awake enough to have his paws all wet. He didn't hurry, and the walk woke him up some. By the time he reached his mother, Ash wasn't in such a bad mood at all. He still didn't know why she was calling him instead of just coming to talk to him, but he trudged on. Esti came into view and Ashmedai could already see that she was smiling. That was odd, for one, and made him worry, two. She usually smiled when there was a fight or maybe when he was really young, but not as much recently. She seemed to only scold him for being too "hyper" and "talking too fast" or loud or whatever. He could get that he probably wasn't the quietest, calmest wolf around, but it still irritated him when she called him out on it. "Did you need something?" he'd ask, his voice flat and rumbly from being woken up mid-slumber.