Blackfeather Woods This Cold, Dark Earth

Kendra was totally clueless to Damien's disgust. She was used to her parents, or well, her father to lick her clean. She remember a dark female licking her clean but that memory was fading more and more. They filled with playing with Damien and having her father close. As sad as it was. She only had been a month old when her mother passed away, not much memories to build on. 

"Mieeeen!!," she keened out. With that she meant Damien. In the meanwhile she had let his paw go. She noticed that it didn't have too much affect. She wasn't sure why she was calling him, maybe for all his attention. She then jumped up, her front paws trying to push herself up against his front leg. She licked under his muzzle and chin, this time to tell him that she liked him.