08-21-2018, 03:48 PM
The little wolf bristles as he pushes up against her and she bares her teeth at him. Her front lowers to the ground as her jaws work up a threatening slaver as she snarls out an “Oh really?” She doesn’t believe him. Oh he’s convincing enough but it still doesn’t seem right to her even though her snarls soften to growls.
Big brother comes.
Maybe to save the day.
Maybe not.
Sawtooth tucks her tail between her legs the instant he tells her to stop eating the residents. It’s all in jest of course! She’d hardly find the bony colt all that appealing as a snack.
The very next moment finds her winding sinuously between his legs to tug on his long pale tail. “Sorry,” she mumbles happily through tail-hair and clenched teeth, and not the least bit sorry at all.
She’s rather full of herself.
Sometimes.
Must run in the blood.
Sawtooth sprawls our underneath her brother’s golden belly. She lays her head on her paws but can still keep a fairly good eye on the familiar colt. Since she’s decided that he must be the cat-colt from the playground. It helps that she’s only met one colt in her entire short life so it’s got to be him.
Plus a wolf’s nose never lies.
However his cat-senses must suck if he doesn’t recognize her.
Her tongue lolls out from a grinning mouth as he responds to her brother with boyish machismo. Good fight? Pah! He wasn’t worth eating anyway, she decides. Though it would be interesting to see who would come out the victor... ah, but in the end, Sawtooth is just a lover. A very cute bite-y bundle of wolf-love.
“Where’s your mom?” she blurts out, rolling over to bat at her brother’s belly-hairs with her paws.
@[Titus] @[Wolfbane] she’s a first little brat! lmfao