four. five. seconds

Like any young-hearted wolf she loved to hear stories forged by the experience of others. Naturally some stories could be exaggerated or sugar-coated, but she adored how words created pictures and images. When Elwood searched in his own memory collection for stories, her eyes grew vibrant and excited. She wasn't only here to here all the juicy stuff from Perry; but any story mattered. And once Beta Male was done with his tail, her tail wagged -- almost as if applauding.

"Oh that's a bottom bummer." Spectra said, still giggling as she envisioned the fight with the cat. Of course fighting a cougar any day was scary stuff, and the scar was probably very painful as well, but right now he could laugh about the experience. "Loved the story!" Spectra said while digging in her own story-memory archive. "Oh, oh there was this one time.." For a second there she trailed off, before adding; "As a pup I was chasing a skunk through a small black hole. It sprayed upon me while I was stuck at the opening of the hole, with my bottom outside!" Spectra wasn't sure which was worse, the horrible smell or being actually stuck. Or both; evil deeds always came in a pair.