Cute little snacks

I wonder if this could be used for caretaker. :P

Potema blinked happily, her tail waggling. "Foof?" She mispronounced the word childlike. She was ready to step up and follow the "widdle wolf" but something covered her view before she could. Potema squeaked with surprise, her blue eyes looking up to see a black feminine form over her. It was not her mother, since it was lacking the still-heavy dugs Meldresi sported. But the smell was familiar. It was a pack wolf for sure.

The black female snarled at the little wolf, and the princess was confused. Was she not a good wolf? She didn't smell familiar, that was for sure. It was possible...