guns for hands

It was good to see a friendly face inside the pack, she was certain he wouldn't eat her for being new to a pack that had things she had never encountered before -- like a religion and a God. At first the yearling felt sort of rebellious about joining anyone or anything but for now she was open to the idea and actually enjoying the thought of being part of something and having a family again. Could she consider Sop family or a friend?

"Hey -- you, gibbon butt!" Before her mind could register what was really going on, the Iota suddenly felt a splash of dirt being thrown into her direction. The ebony female half-attempted to duck away from getting dirty but it was to no avail, already did she feel her coat being mixed and mashed with the earth, sand and dirt.

"That's no way to treat the newest rookie.." She muttered half a second; before tilting up her paw in a half-attempt to make sure he got even dirtier than he already was while adding; "What'cha doing here?"