Swiftcurrent Creek ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The night was crisp, clear, not too cold, and perfect as a backdrop against which she could hide her sooty coat, or such was Talos's hope as she slipped out past brothers and mother she hoped were all deep alseep so that she could do some real exploring out on her own for a change. She had learned to place her pawpads with increasingly graceful stealth, but kept her nose and ears alert as she glided outside with a growing grin upon her face. She strode some distance away before she stopped, closed her eyes, and with an almost delirious greedy joy dipped her head back and drank in the night. This was what life was all about: this vivid living wild and free with no one about to scold her or get her into trouble or otherwise interfere with her personal agenda and investigations. Her silvery-blue eyes glittered in the moonlight and her whiskers splayed twitching and wide as she dug her toes into the cooling earth and scampered eagerly forth. She'd only taken another few steps however when the bucolic symphony of the night air was interrupted by a sudden discordant note of fearful stink.

Talos stopped in her tracks again, wrinkling her nose and brow both as she processed this newest bit of information, her lip curling itself up a little in involuntary disdain and digust. Exactly what uncouth wolf was despoiling this lovely evening with such a display?! The scent was not entirely unfamiliar, but it was not until Talos trotted a minute in its direction and spotted its source that she remembered the younger, lamer litter who apparently was now at last starting to get out and about into some trouble of their own.

'Ey! she said, the carefully-moderated volume of her voice compensated for by the forceful authority jammed into it. 'Oo know 'oo be therious stank!? How dare you. Ignoring the rest of the world for the moment, she marched right up to jab little Kubo with an accusatory paw, one that demanded to know just what the hell he was doing and why he had to do it in such a smelly fashion. An' noi'! she added irritably. As always seemed to be the case, every interaction with these babies only served to reinforce her own superiority in her mind. Talos was very sure indeed that she had never in her life, not once, ever been such a stinkbomb or noise machine, thank you very much. Why this little beast couldn't control himself a little better was beyond her, frankly. He'd better have a darned good explanation for this nonsense, never mind that he was probably even less capable of clear speech than Talos herself—who was taking a bit of extra effort to try and make herself clear right now, but frankly had been fairly lazy about this whole learning-to-properly-speak thing.