Rising Sun Valley Jalan Qoyi [M]

Zhavvi was starting to feel the affects of becoming an adult. She was no longer a child as she told her uncle moments ago, but that also meant that her behavior was corrected more often than before. Pups were close to invincible the first weeks if not months of their lives. Zhav had that immunity even longer with her father protecting her from most of the pack's correction. When she got her Iosta's paw against her muzzle she felt offended and bared her teeth briefly. elder I shall try and give you more respect.">"Iejir di sia iejir. Wux re thric yowethilt loupon si mi. Si mi wer hianag di Rakharo. Shar li wux re vin tilabil si nishka xoal vur majak wux throdenilt tekilek,"the young female grinned, looking pleased with her way of dealing with her iosta.

Slowly her grumpiness turned into a more charming side that would often help her. "Wux vucot svanoa algbo manner si shilta qe, iosta. Si tepoha filki coanwor nara ini vi wotpetranasa gemuth di sia kurjh li sia opsola naushind ve ekess jaseve nomenoi ordahic." This had been he truth. Zhavvi was often displeased because she was told to do something, or better yet, told not to do something. The female let out a huff of dislike. "Wux re jivntir," she responded and showed him a fond glare. Then the young female did something more unpredictable. She jumped forward in the water so a big splash would wash over her uncle.