Blackfeather Woods Meal Politics

Kendra had stepped back before her father called them off. She had eaten more than enough for now and was feeling rather lethargic from it. She trotted after her father and settled by his shoulder as the man was still eating. Pietro however was more than interested in playing with her. Her dark fur was wet with blood, yet it wasn't see as in Pietro's coat since hers was darker. Kendra placed her head down on her paws, closing her eyes. She was usually up at night really, and now a nap seemed more than welcome. She looked at Pietro with her pale eyes. "I'm tired," she told him with a yawn. Though seeing the adults squabble was also interesting to see.