Blacktail Deer Plateau I'mma try it out

It took the girls approximately 2.8 seconds to start bickering. Junior was possessive, ballsy, and mean, but Saēna's was no cream puff either. Pura's ears flattened against the NO and MINE, content to sniff at the edges of their new playground until the ruckus died down. Drama followed the girls' every move - Ty was constantly wailing about something-or-other. By contrast, the only boy was a very simple creature; if Junior hassled him, he would bite her face they would have a good-natured scuffle - end of. Saēna and Tytonidae were rather more volatile, and required careful handling. Juggling so many moods and tempers was a nightmare already, and he had no idea how bad it would get when they all turned 22 (months).

The size difference was less apparent now. Pura's grandfather had been a large wolf, and his grandson would aspire to that size. Large paws and a generally square, stocky build promised a formidable adult - and the more he grew, the more frequently he challenged Junior. Less for the position of top dog (although that instinct was definitely there) and more because she needed to be taken down a peg or two. Daily.

When the queen bee hunkered down over Blue's kill and proclaimed it as hers, Pura paused his innocent border-sniffing and gave his sister a look. He wasn't entirely sure if Saēna had forgiven him for tattling, but figured there were ways to placate her.. humiliating her arch-rival, for one. With his nose to the ground, the freckled boy continued to walk innocently around the clearing, giving the other pups a wide berth.. until he was out of Junior's line of vision (unless her butt had sprouted eyes) and concealed by adults legs.

With a second meaningful look at his sister, he cannoned at the meat-munching brat's rear with a roar of "ROOOUUAARRRRRRRRHH!"