Bearclaw Valley i've seen their worlds inside my head

june challenge -- quality

mother was outside today. Avicus follows, a tiny russet shadow slinking from the den to settle by a bush nearby. Astara's tail is in her direct line of sight. its movement is all too tempting.

with a kitten-like pounce, she sails several inches into the air and lands on the tail, taking the tip in her mouth and shaking her head back and forth in fierce glee. she is too occupied with this toy to take much notice of the other wolf's approach.

she doesn't remember him, anyway.