Bearclaw Valley there are so many books i mean to read

Nunataq was eternally curious about he small blob of fluff that Indra seemed to be often playing around with during the last month. But all her attempts at stealing it away or even finding out, what it was, were nipped in the bud by either her caretaker herself or Laurel. And eventually with 200 other interesting things going on in the world, the energetic puppy had lost interest in the thing altogether.

However, things had changed, when the said blob had turned out to be pretty alive, able to move around on stubby legs and emit sounds as well. Again - due to the still considerable size difference - Nunataq had wanted to steal it away and play with it on her own, and again all her not too sneaky attempts were noticed and cut short. However, any attempts to explain to her that this was not a toy, but a living being fell on deaf ears and incomprehensible eyes.

Therefore no wonder that on a day, when the little fluffy thing happened to be on it's own, Nunataq stealed herself away from the rest of the group and sneaked up on the youngest family member. She drew very close, ignored all polite manners and began to sniff the odd being's fur all over. It was time to find out, what this thing was once and for all.