Redhawk Caldera this world is yours to take

A shadow fell over her and Wildfire made a little rawr! sound in response. Her mother's face floated into view. Even as Fox nudged her elder daughter, Wildfire flipped onto her belly and blinked at her dam. Her tail waved tentatively. When Fox's nose pushed up under her tummy, gently coaxing her to stand, the puppy made a strange squealing noise but did her best to oblige her mother. Her little black tail picked up speed, as all the nudging tickled.

At length, Wildfire was standing upright on all fours. Hers was a bowlegged stance and she wobbled without even taking a step. She looked down at the ground, now an inch or two away, then ducked her head upside down to look backward between her own legs. Naturally, she lost her balance in the process and tumbled forward, landing on her own neck and rolling back onto the grass with a surprise squeak, a grunt and then, finally, an amused titter.