Noctisardor Bypass Sunday mornings we sleep-in 'til noon

Poking her nose out of the den and taking a big, emphatic sniff, as if the air was suddenly ripe with the aroma of apple pie or something tasty - Indra half emerged and surveyed her kingdom (to the limited extent that she could) 

The stranger among them looked nothing like mama, and smelled rotten. Indra didn't know what rotten smelled like; but one look at this wolf and their spooky eyes and that was enough to cast judgement. 

They said mama's name and Indra puffed up indignantly, stomping a little bit, throwing a look of surprise at her brother and then contempt at the stranger, before declaring with all her might: Aboo! Gawayaboo! So as to deter them from her brother. Only Indra and Mama were allowed to play with Abel! Who are you?