Phoenix Maplewood What kind of house doesn't have salt?

The moment she heard someone approaching, Kau instinctively pressed herself to the ground and the upturned leaves concealed her from sight, save for the pair of large cream-coloured ears that stuck out from the cover. It was an unfamiliar wolf and probably the first non-pack adult she had met. Its pelt was in an unusual colour and the orange gaze stirred a sense of familiarity inside the girl. 

She did not over-analyze the reasons, why she was drawn to this wolf or whether it was wise to approach it. She simply did, what she felt like doing - got up to her feet and crept carefully closer, stopping often to press herself to the ground and pause. A true ninja move, had she known that she was very well in sight of anyone, who would want to pounce on her. Those final feet that separated her from the stranger, she lost or cautiousness and bounded merrily towards the lady, stopping only, when she was directly in the other's face.


Without any regard for the other wolf's personal space, she examined the other's face, as if it was not a fellow wolf but a colourful bird in the zoo.