Golden Glade Let's not Shit Ourselves

jhala acted no where near her age. she walked around with a goofy smile and talked with a slew of slang and curse words and knew little about the ways of the adult world. she was learning, growing less naive every day and becoming more of a civilized, respectable (although that was debatable) woman. but she was still a child. reek had a few years on her, and though that didn't really matter, it was made pretty obvious when her true colors shown through. today was no different.

reek wasn't far, and the beefy soon-to-be-crowned alphess nosed her chitlins (@Astik and @Tapat and even @Laurel, if she was nearby) out of the den and towards her mate. she was no stranger to the world of play, and while moonbrook and silas both appeared rather confused, she already knew what was going on. with a loud bark to draw attention to herself (look at me! i know whats going on!) she rushed her alpha male, her tail wagging happily. jhala was, however, sort of bulky, and though her legs were rather long to keep with the size of her, she still wasn't all that fast. not to mention she'd not yet lost all that baby fat... at least, she called it baby fat.

maybe now the others would understand that this was clearly a game! she aimed as close as she could get to the bone, but reek probably got away with ease.