firebreather

ooc: all welcome! set in the afternoon :)

Pitch yawned lazily, the cinnamon coated girl had just finished a little hunt and while she was happy she had found a couple of hares she still was feeling...lackluster. It was different not being surrounded by family like she was used to and she missed her parents and her siblings. It was nice here though, and being called a Dragon was interesting. She remembered the games her father would play with them - sometimes he was a mighty dragon that had to be destroyed.

It made her smile, thinking of him. While she was so very fond of her mother - she looked so much like her after all! - she was at heart a Daddy's Girl.

She wondered if her leaders were around, the pack still seemed rather small but she was happy to get to know them all the same. She let out a little bark, nothing too crazy loud, but if they were around they were welcome to her kill. She certainly wouldn't mind the company!