When a girlish black figure approached, Osprey Jr.'s rump began to wiggle. She mistook the approaching wolf to be her mother (which she likely would have done even if Hawkeye had been sitting directly behind her). Only when the she-wolf came close enough to sniff noses did Osprey Jr. realize the truth. The youngster froze, momentarily puzzled, then her little jaws parted in a wolfish smile. She couldn't place the visitor, yet the scent was vaguely familiar. A glance at her onlooking father confirmed that the guest was welcome.
The little inkblot did not remember Blue Willow on a fully cognizant level, nor did she remember biting her nose during their previous encounter. Without realizing she was repeating history, she went to do the same now, her tiny teeth aiming for the supple flesh at the tip of the Healer's muzzle. Unbeknownst to her, it even bore the slight impressions of her earlier "love bite."
Fortunately for the medic, Osprey's rear left paw slipped in her own puddle of urine and she stumbled forward, missing Blue Willow's leathery nose and crashing to the ground. Her chin impacted with a small but audible thud and the young girl bit her tongue. Rather than cry out predictably, she blinked a few times, then slowly found her feet again. Used to tripping and falling, she brushed off the accident with little more than a sneeze before swiping out a small paw to bat at Blue Willow's snout.
The little inkblot did not remember Blue Willow on a fully cognizant level, nor did she remember biting her nose during their previous encounter. Without realizing she was repeating history, she went to do the same now, her tiny teeth aiming for the supple flesh at the tip of the Healer's muzzle. Unbeknownst to her, it even bore the slight impressions of her earlier "love bite."
Fortunately for the medic, Osprey's rear left paw slipped in her own puddle of urine and she stumbled forward, missing Blue Willow's leathery nose and crashing to the ground. Her chin impacted with a small but audible thud and the young girl bit her tongue. Rather than cry out predictably, she blinked a few times, then slowly found her feet again. Used to tripping and falling, she brushed off the accident with little more than a sneeze before swiping out a small paw to bat at Blue Willow's snout.
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mischief managed - by Junior - April 15, 2014, 08:21 PM
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