Sun Mote Copse a badass 11 year old

Apparently she had timed her morning routine perfectly. In the distance she saw the vague shape of two wolves, one much bigger than the other. She jumped up on her feet and, somewhat impatiently, started pacing because she knew she wasn't allowed far from the den yet. Unlike Bronco, Nellie followed the few rules laid out by Mother and Father, almost as if she knew she'd get praised for it.

Eventually she couldn't take it anymore and, when the pair was but a few steps away, decided to approach ever so cautiously. She let out a small giggle when the other pup got tripped up by aunty Fin, but stayed quiet for the rest. "Hey Nellie - meet - son - cousin - one" was all she could really understand. So this Pox was a son of aunt Fin, brought here to meet her because he was one of her cousins. Or was Pox her son and Aunt Fin the cousin? With a puzzled look on her face did she blankly stare at the duo, a salmon tongue blepping out of her mouth as she concentrated.