Small black paws darted from the boarders pf Spirane. She was FREE. Her mother always so over bearing and watchful never allowing Flicka to have any fun. Well she would show her! A beautiful laugh flew from her lips as she made it into a beautiful woodland. Fall had turned all the leaves such beautiful and enthralling colors. Like her eyes! Enthrallingggggg. The word seemed to roll of her tongue gracefully. Flicka's eyes were a mixture of light violets that darkened at the pupil, eyes of beauty or so her mother said. Finding a small stream Flicka took in her tiny form of gleaming black, the only mark to mar her body was a lovely off-white down her forehead around her muzzle and dipping a bit into the curve of her front legs. Such a gorgeous pup, she heard the others tell her mother. Tousling her fur gently Flicka flicked her tail toward her side. One day she would have pretty curves like mama. She would be a grown wolfess to, that was her quest today. To find a handsome boy and see if she could be like mama. Enticing, and beautiful. Hopefully her parents wouldn't notice her absence, her father second in command was always super busy and her mother was busy teaching her special siblings. She was still to young to be truly aware of there handi-caps. After all she was perfectly fine, a healthy pup. Sitting ever so proper in a pile of colored leaves by a rushing stream Flicka wrapped her tail around her bodice and stared at the sun that filtered through the thick trees, hopefully someone would come keep the pup company.