Redhawk Caldera Peach or plum

Carolina had not begged for more. She was eager, always, to venture out into the big, green world. Colors had fascinated her from the beginning, but her favorite was quickly becoming green. She padded quietly from the den to seek it out while her brother was still busy, and sat now with her eyes on a brushy dandelion head.

It looked like it would feel funny in her mouth.

The sound of her name had her head whipping around. Carolina had an idea that she'd been busy, and so she was annoyed to be interrupted — but in truth, thoughts of the dandelion itself had fled her mind as soon as new stimuli entered it. She stalked toward her brother, tail lashing, and then pounced!

She was a quiet girl. She didn't growl or bark as she attempted to tackle her sibling. Only threw her weight into it, and reached for his ears with the intention to pull.