Blackfeather Woods i'm in a pressure today

pleased by the stick held tight in her jaws, astara swung back towards damien in time to see him lurch forward; she froze, as if expecting some sort of attack from the intense creature -- but then he spoke a language she did understand -- play?

the girl's tail wagged fiercely, and she clumsily stepped towards him -- her attention diverted as averna issued a chipper woof in response. feeling quite cheerful to have both her sister and the wolf that she had been looking for willing to tumble, astara stretched her front legs in front of her, waved her haunches wildly, and let loose a quiet growl before she zoomed wildly off with the stick still held awkwardly in her teeth.