Northstar Vale Complaining is Verbal Littering

I guess this is dated before he mated Tonravik haha.

Zhavvi hummed softly, always liking the element of surprise she had due to her quick feet. The young girl sat against the male and let herself be close to him. She even closed her eyes a bit, which was an actual milestone for Zhavvi to do. She liked this red wolf native. Curious as he was they had their kindred spirits. Zhavvi let out a soft sigh and eventually laid down, still panting softly. She could run fast but it also meant that she needed to recover afterwards. She didn't mind to lie down next to this male she somehow trusted him, and she had no intentions of killing him which was a first. She even thought about killing her uncle, the only other wolves she could get along with. All the others; her father, Zoratto, Kivi and Tomahawk... they were all killed several times in Zhavvi's mind.

The girl wasn't really a nice girl. She was manipulative and cunning. She liked to get her way but for some reason this male was making Zhavvi's better side appear. The playful one and surprisingly affectionate side of her. She was even surprised how affectionate she was towards him at times.