Redhawk Caldera Hurry up, we're dreaming

Post #50! :o

His rumble was too low for her to hear, though when Elwood's mouth moved, she smiled up at him. Her black little whip of a tail swayed to and fro, the motion much smoother than its previous jerky movements. Everything about Wildfire (and the other pups) was streamlining as she took on the features of a miniature wolf versus a chubby little meatball.

When Elwood reached out a paw, Wildfire experienced a flashback to the day when her eyes had first opened and Finley had shoved her foot in the pup's face, blinding her. Instinctively, she leaned away from the proffered forelimb, though when the Beta male didn't seem determined to press it against her face, she stretched forward, nose wriggling. She sniffed at his toes, wary expression transforming back into a smile.

That's when Wildfire decided now would be a good moment to say her first real "word." "Abba!" she declared, her voice just high enough to cause her little ears to twitch faintly.