Bearclaw Valley Lets kill tonight.

Desna nodded, she had heard this before. She didn't let out a squeak anymore and followed her mother. It was very difficult not to giggle because this was all very exciting for the little girl. Once her mother stopped walking she walked on to stand between her front legs. Her hazel colored eyes scanned the group before them. It was very difficult to see because they all looked the same. Then she saw the biggest one and nudged her mommy. "That big one," she whispered, because that meant more good. Desna knew the aspect of bigger = more.

Her tail wagged excitedly at the prospect of food. The dark colored pup was already picturing how she would catch the biggest prey and then could eat it all. She would have a very round tummy, not that she minded that, because she liked the idea of a very round tummy.