Blackfeather Woods Atanniutivigivâ

It had become a job for the tiny girl to keep an eye on her wandering brother- not wanting what had happened days ago to happen again. He would not wander without her amazing self with him, unless dad or mom took him along. Today was no different. As soon as the other pup got to his feet and followed something unseen by her, she was quick to rise too. She followed his tiny bum outside, curious as to what he was planning and to whom he was talking. When the boy tripped and stumbled, Astrid stood there staring at him for a moment, watching him somewhat go insane. A grin painted itself on her young face and she let out a chuckle. When he started to move again, she followed suit until the white frame of father came into view.

Âta! She screeched in her young, girly, squeaky voice. She "sprinted" towards her father, arriving only a little later than her brother.