Redtail Rise Aunt Jennifer's tigers

wolverine, as this one was silently referred to by her parents, was just as kind as Masquerade when she had come to first visit Saturday. there was certainly a perk to being the younger kids on the block and having a bunch of neat and hardworking family members keeping the rise afloat. though, Saturday was too young to truly appreciate any of this. she was just happy to have visitors who kept her happy and entertained (and this time, fed).

so when the bigger girl comes to offer her meat, Saturday wastes no time gorging herself. a few pieces here and there would take a few more big bites and chews to get through, the obvious smacking of her lips and teeth was enough of a sign that she quite enjoyed the taste of meat. the more New Snow continued to wean Saturday from milk, the more the girl grew hungry for something else to dine on.

but eating with too much exuberance would cause some struggle for young Saturday. from wolfing her food down, Saturday accidentally inhaled her a rather large piece of the meat and now is caught choking. the several guttural coughs and hacks in an attempt to free the small clump in her throat did little to free the piece lodged,  and now the girl was scared because she couldn't breathe! in a feeble attempt to curb her fear, she runs and presses herself against wolverine, a terrible wheezing noise coming from her as she struggles to suck in any air.