Swiftcurrent Creek A Proper Young Lady Does Not Bite.

Pukei had yet to introduce herself to the pack's newest members. Not out of any ill intent, of course, she just thought it would be wise to give a new mother some space. The puppies were at their most vulnerable before their first moon, and the Delta didn't want to give a bad first impression by barging in somewhere where she was not wanted.

She figured it best to simply wait until she came across them, whenever they were ready to start exploring the Creek...and it seemed today she would meet one of the youngest newcomers – did they still count as a newcomer even if they were born here?

The sound of something being awkwardly dragged through the dirt alerted her first, before Pukei came across the hilarious sight of a small child pulling a ginormous branch to...wherever she planning to go. Who knew what was going on in their tiny heads.

"D'ya need some help there?" she chirped with a laugh, falling into step alongside the struggling girl. Her offer was genuine, but Pukei wondered how many words she actually understood at this age.