Phoenix Maplewood Teach me, Master

Desna thought about her words and nodded. So she would need to do more running? She knew her mother often ran around the territory even when they were still at the other place. Maybe she should start running with her mother. Desna looked at her over-sized paws she still needed to grow into. She would probably be bigger than her mother. She was so slender and small and she was so big, and differently colored. Desna was often confused if Scarlett was her actual mother. The girl quickly shook that thought away, because she needed to focus on this. She wanted to be a skillful hunter.

"Um.. Depends. Sometimes I step on a leaf that cracks or I let out a giggle in excitement. Sometimes I am wagging my tail and then I hit the leaves of the bushes I am hiding in," she admitted, now her ears dropped a bit. It was mostly her youthfulness that made those mistakes. She would probably learn that focus. "I just like Hunting a lot and then I get too excited."