Cerulean Cape wave-wracked and wanton

While she waited for the hunting to begin, Lavender sat by her brother and father, jumping between them and pawing amicably at their necks and faces, hoping to play. Her eyes widened when the two identical wolves came running around them, but after a moment, she caught on to the game and been dashing after them, knowing instictively, somehow, that they were Cortens.

However, her attetion was soon drawn to someone off in the distance. Lavender squinted, concerned, and then let out gasp. "Daddy, look! He's like you! He's only got one eye!" she called out excitedly, trotting off toward the stranger without another thought. Grayday was on his paws at once, not quite sure who Lavender was talking about but not keen on her trotting off alone - or yelling such insensetive things.

"Arushi!" he scolded, trotting after her a few paces. He ran straight into her when she pulled up short, looking over her shoulder to see what was the matter.

"Hi boy!" she shouted, hailing Screech. "Are you a Corten, too? Are you going to hunt with us?"