Lion Head Mesa [mp] yonder

a tinge of self-confidence curled Racharra's lips as Eset matched her height. the young noble had been born to large, commanding presences her mother and father held, so seeing a wolf a small as Eset would've been culture-shock alone had the rest of Akashingo not already expanded her world. of course, she still had to tilt her head upwards to meet the fellahin when she stood full-height. but Racharra couldn't wait for the day she'd be the one that towers over all, even when she isn't the largest in the litter.

Eset's offer reminded her of her expedition though, and Racharra pointed with the end of her little nose to the farthest corner of the cavern - a den had caught the little lady's attention.
here. she chuffed.

now assured with the presence of an adult, the pup trot closer to the den. her tail bounced with each step as it stood like a flag - just in case Eset lost her, somehow.
Racharra knew the thing that caught her eye wasn't a star- it couldn't be. stars belonged to the sky, forever unreachable. but whatever it was, it glimmered like one. maybe the pup made a break-through in the world she still had yet to learn.