Phoenix Maplewood I couldn’t sleep a wink

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They were having a bit of a struggle with naming conventions. Citali's ears fell flat upon her head, unamused as she listened to the yearling explain himself. He was young. Yes, she'd gathered that much. He also, apparently, did not have the best of parental supervision if he was out and about past any sort of decent hour with no good reason. She sighed. What was this world coming to? The youth these days were simply out of control.

She said nothing as he rambled further. Unimpressed, as was typical of her over-seriousness to begin with, and more-so as she had been unable to sleep and was therefore tired and grumpy, she listened with blank expression and found herself yawning. Her jaws spread and she lifted a paw to try to hide her mouth behind until the reflex had passed. "I certainly don't trust a wolf frolicking around in the middle of the night when everyone should be sleeping," she affirmed once more.

Citali'd barely gotten the words out when he followed with a comment that made everything about her stiffen. Scared? The kid was scared? What did she look like? A nursemaid? She was the last wolf on the planet anyone should have run to over a feeling of any kind. "How very unfortunate for you," she murmured. "All the more reason to sleep, like any sane wolf at this hour, and simply forget about it."