Northstar Vale Kóri

Zulema was shocked as her opponent in her mind- rather than her father's tail, had fought back. Her tiny snarls filled the air, as her own tail was still wagging when rolled back to her feet. Getting on her back on feet won her a better grip on his fur, as good as it could get with puppy teeth that is, which unfortunately wasn't enough as she chased after it when it escaped her grasp.

Her wrestle with the wriggling appendage grew tiring, missing her few attempts at pouncing on it once more. One of them had finally succeeded, wrapping her paws around it in suit of her tiny jaws. Victory registered in her mind, her failure at catching the bug quickly forgotten as she had found her new chew toy.