Redtail Rise Aunt Jennifer's tigers

its one of my favorites, I think her thread titles are gonna be based on poetry/lit that I like to read :D

most kids would hit a sense of childhood shyness when meeting others, they're seen hiding behind their parents and peeking from behind here and there. but Saturday had come to a realization in her youth; Mom was picky about who she allowed near, and so far, everyone who has come to visit has smelled of her and Augur. in a very simple way, Saturday made herself a logical statement that made sense in her head: if they smell of the rise, then they are not strangers. they are family.

so far, there have been no cases of strangers that Saturday was meant to be afraid of. and until that pinnacle of a moment happened where she learned to be afraid of the unknown, the girl would continue to grow into the path of taking life by the horns. 

she was almost beginning to grow bored of the terrified snail, though the sound of a voice and the scent of another (plus something delicious) catches her off guard. despite the lack of making her own words, Saturday was actually getting really good at understanding others as her ears were coming to stand and perk on their own. if anything, she wondered why this one was talking so funny compared to the Caru! and when the other comes closer, Saturday impulsively comes to press her own head against the other in a greeting of sorts, tail still wagging merrily. though she can't fight off the very visible salivation dripping from her black lips as she smells the enticing meat, hopeful that this one ay be willing to share.