Lion Head Mesa starlight parade

Racharra agreed to it. it was best to just move on. it seems whatever she said disturbed the older wolf enough to change the conversation. perhaps she could ask Eset or Toula as to why later. Or Miho, she seemed better at conversations than Racharra. if the prideful cub had to admit a weakness in anything, it would probably be that.

hunting. exploring. digging. those were the only three hobbies that came to mind. she knew not of arts or worship but would rather move her stubby body, as if to make sure she grows to be as big and strong as the mother she looks up to.