Phantom Hollow So much stuff to see; places to go

One post from me, please skip.   :)

She was a little thing, dainty and fragile - far smaller than any of Venamis' siblings. She bore a pelt made of ash on beige, something that differed entirely from the platinum and obsidian shades he'd seen among his own pack-mates. She was different.

Venamis didn't like her kind of different, and he definitely didn't appreciate her having made her home within his.

As Minnow dared to venture around his family's hollow, sniffing and testing as she went, the spiderling glowered after her every movement. He rumbled pitiful little growls whenever she drew too close to something he was especially possessive of and the ebony fur along his dorsal lifted in offence should they happen to make eye contact, but he did not make attempt to bite her. The providers didn't seem to impressed with his outright rejection of this apparent new den-mate.

He was not alone in his observations, as the dark Sovereign eyed the strange youngster with interest. Venamis blinked up to study his father's features quietly before he shot the strange child one last bitter glance and made to slip from the burrow to join his brother outside.