Broken Antler Fen Takes more than Determination

Pearl listened with interest at the life of a knight that had no other choice of what to do. It sounded restricting, constant teaching and lessons. She couldn't imagine it; freedom was everything to her. Pearl looked at Kinra with a surprised expression, understanding her behavior and mannerisms more fully now. It didn't bother her at all how close they were, rather enjoying the warmth and smiling while resting her head on her paws, Kinra's head on her. 

"Pretty much, my childhood was basically doing whatever with my brother and the younger members of the pack. I grew up on the plains, so it was a lot of pranking, racing, and hunting." she said, smiling thoughtfully as she remembered the good old days when there was naught a care in the world and the only limits were a max of three days away, always be present for the pack meetings and storytellings, and keep the caches full. It was a pleasant memory now, faded into the past and piled upon with new experiences and friends.