Samus was without her brother or sister today. The blue-black girl had taken it upon herself to explore her mountain home, figuring it was probably best to know the land that she would grow up to terrorize; early in the morning she had snuck past her sleeping family, tip-toeing on long, slender legs, and emerged into the weak morning sunlight with no destination in mind except the prospect of exploration. Perhaps she had gotten her flighty nature from her mother, always seeking to climb higher and higher up the mountain, always seeking to find a new spot to roll around in the grass or catch fireflies. But Samus didn't want one of her mother's spots- she wanted to find her own.

The leggy troublemaker had been out for a while now, watching the sun rise high in the sky. All thoughts of her family being worried for her whereabouts were the furthest thing from her mind- she could take care of herself, couldn't she? The territory that Samus found herself in was wild and unfamiliar, far away from the places that she had visited with her family, but she wasn't afraid in the slightest. There was something exhilarating about being alone, where everything seemed so impossibly big, and distances seemed so long. Samus felt like she was a real trailblazer, as if these lands had never been discovered before- as if it were just her, away from all the other wolves and alone with the trees and bushes and birds. Plus... she had to admit, sneaking away from her family was quite the exciting event. She snickered as she thought of them waking up and wondering where she had gotten off to.

She was getting a little fatigued from all the walking and exploring, but the girl refused to give in to the fickle tendencies of her young body. Today was the day for exploring, not the day for naps or resting! Lost as she was in her own world, the barks didn't register for a moment, but soon enough Samus realized she was indeed not alone out here. Her ears flew forward as she increased her pace, arriving just in time to see the face-off between pup and weasel.

Samus couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter when the weasel, frustrated, slinked off into the bushes. She approached the girl with an toothy grin, her tail giving a few friendly wags. "Ya shure showed him, din'tcha?" she said, still stifling laughter. "But maybe tanight when you're sleepin', he'll come back and git his revenge." She drew a bit closer as she said this, her voice foreboding, but her glittering eyes betraying her true intent.

"My name's Samus, but ah'm usually called Sam. Who're you, Lady Weasel-Menace?"