Redhawk Caldera No sandbox on my playground

*giggles* Oh why thank you!

Liffey's tail was frantic as her daddy reached to return her affection. She smiled appreciatively up at him as she settled down and dropped to her haunches right in front of him with ears perked attentively likely the absurdly polite little wolf that she was. Her head tilted to one side as he asked if she wanted to practice hunting - something she was, in truth, none too familiar with. At least, not that she realized. She spent much of her time at nght trying to hunt crickets and fireflies, but never had she equated it to the retrieval of food as adults would. Nor had she ever considered hunting anything during the daytime that might serve to sustain her rather than amuse her.

In either case. "Yah!" Liffey said eagerly with a nod of her head. Truth be told, he could have said Wanna go learn how to set forest fires?? and the little river would have been all about it, simply for the fact that her papa was the one who suggested it.