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Aisling was overjoyed to follow her mother on her patrol - even moreso when a howl rang out. That hadn't happened on any of the forays prior, making this possibly the most exciting one she had ever been present for. She eagerly followed Fable as the pink-toned wolf navigated toward the source, and much to the tenderheart's surprise, there was not a familiar face waiting for them when they got there.
It was a dark-coated wolf who looked a bit like a deer - he was a lot taller than her, so maybe he was a deer. Silver lilac eyes were round with wonder as she looked up at him while Fable greeted him, her tiny mouth a small "o" in open curiosity. Finally, she looked away, but only to look at the deer he brought with him-
Wait, did deer hunt other deer? Her small brows rose as she processed this alarming development. Did this mean deer ate meat, just like them? She hadn't ever looked at their teeth, and mathair told her that wolves ate meat on account of their sharp teeth. Before Fable could stop her, she pressed forward and began to paw at the deer's snout, attempting to see if her theory was true-
Suddenly, before she could discover if deer also wore a fearsome set of hook-like teeth, the attention had shifted to her. Her paws immediately dropped to the ground beneath her, as if she hadn't been playing with her dinner, and smiled brightly up at the Black Deer.
Fable sighed.
It was a dark-coated wolf who looked a bit like a deer - he was a lot taller than her, so maybe he was a deer. Silver lilac eyes were round with wonder as she looked up at him while Fable greeted him, her tiny mouth a small "o" in open curiosity. Finally, she looked away, but only to look at the deer he brought with him-
Wait, did deer hunt other deer? Her small brows rose as she processed this alarming development. Did this mean deer ate meat, just like them? She hadn't ever looked at their teeth, and mathair told her that wolves ate meat on account of their sharp teeth. Before Fable could stop her, she pressed forward and began to paw at the deer's snout, attempting to see if her theory was true-
Suddenly, before she could discover if deer also wore a fearsome set of hook-like teeth, the attention had shifted to her. Her paws immediately dropped to the ground beneath her, as if she hadn't been playing with her dinner, and smiled brightly up at the Black Deer.
M'name is Asslin,she announced proudly, her infantile speech fumbling around her Irish name. A thoroughly mortified Fable, from behind her, hurriedly corrected her in a whisper that it was Aisling. Wasn't that what she'd said?
Asslin,she repeated, for emphasis, her chest puffed out and her tail waving frantically.
Fable sighed.
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