Bearclaw Valley sisterhood

Maybe @Desna? :D

At nearly 3 months old, the pups were growing like weeds - in slightly different directions. Sesi was beginning to resemble the lean, lissom wolf she would become as an adult, clothed in softly contrasting greys. The black highlights were sharpening with each passing day, and her puppy blues were now a stark, silvery grey. Desna, on the other hand, was still part potato. Podgy and big-boned compared to her sibling, she was definitely living up to her Destroyer moniker.

It was early evening, and the two girls were lounging near the family, heads pressed close. Sesi was watching the adults as they came and went, splitting off from the group to do god knows what in private. "Desa," Sesi raised her head. "I wanna go 'splore now." She wasn't about to do it alone; 70% of Sesi's bravery was derived from her sister's company.