Phoenix Maplewood all in comes the fury of love

She doesn’t know exactly where she’s going or who she’s going to show off to. Several steps into her retreat, she wonders if she should show anyone at all. Whatever, she’ll figure that out when she gets there. In the meantime, she enjoys the squeaks it makes every time she gives it a little squeeze. It squirms in her mouth but not enough to be bothersome. 

Squeeze. Squeak. 

Prancing along without a care in the world, she spots one of the other wolves she doesn’t really know. She’s seen her, so she’s not bad, and that makes the easiest decision to close the distance. 

Squeeze! Squeak! 

She hops forward, suddenly tripping over a single exposed limb. She sputters out the tiny bird, haphazardly thrown to the ground and stunned too much to flee. Currituck’s eyes widen, scrambling to her feet over the northern wolf to get her toy.