Redhawk Caldera Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates

Although Wildfire couldn't understand her mother's words, she read her body language like a book and leaped to follow at her mother's heels as Fox led the way outdoors. She looked over her shoulder, whining a single note to see if Raven was coming, then her full bladder forced her to proceed without her beloved sister. She gamboled to a patch of spring grass perhaps six feet from the den's mouth, then squatted and copiously watered the already moist ground. She finished with a murmured ahhh!

The pup then sprang back toward her mother, rubbing against the Alpha female's foreleg and then cocking her head at her dam's query. "Toodoo ahhee hanery!" she said in response, then dropped her golden eyes to scan their immediate surroundings. Little Wildfire's nose dropped to the ground as she began combing around for any small objects—sticks, rocks or anything else that she could fit into her mouth—to begin hoarding.

The first thing she came across was a stick, or so she thought. When she grabbed it with her teeth, it wriggled. The pup yipped and dropped the squirmy stick, blinking and staring at it, then looking up at her mother with a WTF?! expression on her face. Wildfire then tentatively reached out a paw to touch it, causing the "stick" (read: worm) to wriggle uncontrollably and earning a wild shriek from the little girl.