Fox's Glade take it slow

Hopefully you don't mind me butting in >D

Arlette had been talking to her aunt about learning the art of healing. However, there weren't many to teach her. She would put it alway for later since now wasn't really the time of prosperity. It was the time of survival. Arlette had noticed her mother's body shape and had the same thought as Leta to help out her family. Arlette dislikes hunting but she would do it for her family, especially for her beloved mother, or should she say parents? Greyback was like a father to her really.

When she moved through the glade she was distracted by voices. She recognized one of them at least. The big sister was protective of Leta ever since the attack went down. She knew she would not be able to protect he sister in battle but she usually tried to hang out with Leta or distract her from going over the borders too much in case that woman returned. Arlette stepped closer to see who her little sister was talking with. Normally Arlette was just as excited at Leta. She revealed herself, her red eyes looking curious.

The only thing she saw was Leta being tangled up with a male older than her. Arlette rushed forward between them. "Don't touch my sister!," Arlette huffed and raised her hackles a bit. There wasn't really a bite to her words. A rare thing for her to do. She tried to look strict but her tail revealed that she was unsure about this whole situation as well. Her red eyes stayed on the male. He was about her age it seemed. As she looked longer at him she could only feel more flustered. Her ears flopped back shyly.