Silvertip Mountain The truth shall set you free

Adeline was not in the den. She had long since had the confidence to get up on her own and explore, a little further every day, but she still sure to stay a close distance to the den, just in case her Uncle Steady came along, like today. He had never chastised her for exploring, but she got the distinct feeling he didn't like it. The chuff brought her head up from the hole she was sniffing. Her tail wagged, play always on her mind. She sneaked up behind him, as quiet as she could be, and pounced on his back. 

She giggled as she rolled off of him. I gotchu! she claimed, her back end wagging with her tail. She nosed him affectionately, coming to rest by his side. She mimicked his posture, and the evidence that she looked up to him was clear. She knew he was her main caretaker, even though the whole pack seemed to bring her food, which she was not going to complain about.