Silvertip Mountain Tall Tails

June had been taking an afternoon nap when the sounds came into the entrance of the den. She couldn't fully understand the words that had been said but the intention was clear enough - come outside! She turned her heard towards her mother and father, checking with them that it was okay (she'd been outside once before without their say so and it hadn't been a pleasant experience) before getting up and prancing out of the den.

Well, prancing had been her intention - still a bit unsteady her prancing consisted more of taking a few steps, nearly falling, but carrying on. When she got outside she found a grey wolf waiting. Not afraid of those that mummy and daddy said were okay, she walked straight up to him and began to inspect one of his paws. Still fascinated with the smallest details, June gently tugged on the fur and claws with her little teeth that were beginning to grow strong, ready for the taste of meat to go alongside her mother's milk.