Swiftcurrent Creek Hey little one

She sniffed at the antler, head tilting. What an odd object, she thought. She would guard it with her life, however. She had seen it first and did not plan to share.

Tilting her head up she let out a howl accompanied by the tip-taps of her paws in response to her uncle. She was pleased with the gift presented to her, her mood greatly improving from when he initially arrived.