The hunt was on. For any of her siblings, really, but now was a perfect time to practice her tracking skills to hunt down her prey. Besides, if she could take down one of her siblings, that just meant she was the better one. At least in her mind, anyway. And her thoughts and ideas were always the best ideas, of course. Certainly Mother would be proud of her if she managed to knock down one of her siblings, right? Soon she would move on to other pups, if this succeeded, and even older wolves. If she could learn to be stealthy and successfully sneak up on anyone, then she would be an invaluable warrior to Venom. Imagine how proud her mother would be!

It was the massive tracks of her brother that she found and she was quick to follow them. Her smaller steps fell in-line with his and she was visibly shaking with excitement as she followed his scent as the tracks faded where the overgrowth covered the ground. Whatever he was doing, he was about to have a bigger problem on his paw. And by problem, she meant herself. It didn't take long to track him down, and before her she saw his large, black butt walking away. Perfect.

Crouching down and holding as still as she possibly could, which wasn't very still mind you, she waited until she thought she had the prime opportunity. With a quick leap, she bit her tongue to keep quiet as she launched, aiming to grip into his rear and give him quite the fright.

"Speech!"

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Malachai was soooo boooooored! All he did day in and day out was walk around the pack lands being largely ignored and try to find something to help with his teething, something better to chew on than the lizard from days ago that he'd basically chewed until it was nothing but a tiny little leather strip. But he also wasn't exactly paying attention as he tromped through the pack lands, so his sister's attack was a bullseye!

The boy yelped, but instead of running his first instinct was to slam his butt directly into the ground and sit on his assailant. Which was what he did, hoping to trap whatever it was that had attached itself to his rear against the ground... and his weight.

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Her brother had gone without noticing her as she leapt, though things hardly worked out in her favor. While she did manage to grab a hold of his behind, she was quickly forced into the ground under his massive ass. Bella groaned and wriggled underneath him, making her dislike for being sat on more than well known. He was just large enough to keep her pressed into the ground without giving her much change for wriggling free, so no matter how hard she tried, she wasn't getting anywhere. "Get OFF!" She shouted, aiming another bite towards his hip to expedite the process or in case he thought otherwise.

Her plan, although executed perfectly, didn't seem to be going well any more. She wanted to surprise her brother and although that was successful, she hadn't much considered what his reaction would be. She definitely didn't consider being sat on, though and it was a bit of an injury to her pride having not prepared for it.


"Speech!"

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