Bearclaw Valley succubus

There are a lot of things you don't realize, she wanted to snip back to him. For once, Piper held her tongue and proudly drew her skull upward. Of course, it wasn't up to her whether or not this storm cloud of a wolf was accepted back into their pack. She was just a child and she had very little say in the comings and goings of the valley. That would change one day, she was certain. If she made a big enough name for herself, Piper was positive that she could lead the lot of them.

“That's a weird name,” she opinionated with a scrunched nose. “What's it mean?” As if that would make it less strange to her. Once he inquired about her own moniker, the Redleaf smiled and made herself as tall and proud as she possibly could. “I'm Piper Redleaf.”

One day, that name would carry weight. One day, people would know just who they were talking to.