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Her mother may have thought that her brother Mohegan was a tireless troublemaker, which she of course adored as only a mother can, but what she didn’t know is that her youngest (at least at the moment) and only daughter was much the visual learner - and she had been ‘learning’ a lot from her elder brother these days.

Much like she had learned that there was something to be said for a wolf being ‘his own person’ and that it was rather more than a little thrilling to experience the world outside the den well before Seke and Hakan managed to much it all up.

She is careful, though it doesn’t take much, to fly under the radar of Mohegan’s senses. She follows at a toddle, entranced by how he owned the earth he walked on, taking in the sights and smells without almost any interest whatsoever! For her part, she stopped every time she found a plant that was different than the last.

And perhaps that is why, not too long in tailing her brother - she breaks off at the sight of wolves as giant as her ma and pa - but ranging so vastly in their colors that they mimicked the one waterfall she had managed to glimpse with the help of her brother Inyan when their mother wasn’t around to force them to stay playing in the den.

When she approaches the gathering, it is barely five weeks and she is every bit as small as her name suggests still. All the greetings are left rather a bit over her head in the literal and metaphorical senses at that moment. Instead, she stares up in awe and with such wonder as to make her pink tongue loll out the side of her mouth and her equally as pink nose twitch in her excitement.

mouse • zero • black, grays, creams • yellow eyes • jinan x paisley • no imprint • no mate
the angels best;

emilie







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