I don't judge people; it blurs out the center

Adsila Slayer

of my attention, my focus, myself

Adsila held back a whine as she lay down at the mouth of the den. Father had herded both the young prince and princess into the den as it was becoming night time, apparently there was bad things out there. But surely there was no difference between being out during the day and night? Stifling a sigh by biting down on her tongue, the young princess looked behind her, into the den where her brother lay. He was sleeping, and was still coughing. Worry filled her at the sight of him, why was he coughing? She was too young to understand why he was, but she knew that he would need help in getting better. Sadly, she couldn't do it, an adult was required to make his coughing go away.

Growling softly to herself, she turned her head to look back out of the den at the lowering sun. It wasn't that low in the sky, and no one was near to be seen. Maybe she could sneak out until it became dark? Karp wouldn't notice, he was too tired to notice anything that happened when he fell asleep. Getting quickly to her feet, Adsila looked back at her brother once more to check if he was still sleeping before she scampered out of the den and into the bushes. She was careful not to step on a gobbet of leaves, grass, dirt or anything that would make her fur all sticky. Looking around, she made sure there was no one nearby before a sly grin formed on her face. The young princess frolicked in the bushes; swatting at bugs flying by and pouncing on small creatures, sometimes catching them, sometimes not. When she did catch a creature, she let it squirm under her paws before letting it go and watching it run as fast as it could away from her.

The young princess was having so much fun that when a bark echoed in the air she gave a loud squeak and looked frantically around before running for the safety of the den. Had a monster found her? Was she going to be eaten? The thoughts swam around in her head as she ran for the den, but instead of looking forwards at where she was going, her head was looking back behind her to see what had made the noise. In doing so, Adsila didn't watch where she was going and ran straight into a large, furry object. A loud yelp escaped from her jaws as she stumbled backwards, desperately trying to get away from the monster. Her whole body was shaking with fear as she looked up at the furry thing with wide eyes.

It took her a few seconds to realize that the furry object she had run into was Anastasia, and she calmed down. Still quivering slightly, the young princess got to her feet and sat down, staring at Anastasia. Was she the one that has made the noise? Now that she thought about it, it had sounded familiar. Her denim blue eyes scanned over Anastasia, and she saw her tail wagging and a smile on her face. Did she think it was funny? Growling softly, Adsila had to clench her teeth together to stop from screaming out her frustration. She hated it when other wolves made her do something she didn't like, and Anastasia had definitely done that. It didn't improve the thoughts Adsila had about her, it just made them worse. Staring at Anastasia with a cold look in her eyes, the young princess awaited her so called "mother" to speak first and apologize to her.

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I don't judge people; it blurs out the center

Adsila Slayer

of my attention, my focus, myself

Adsila scowled as Anastasia moved closer to her, as if inspecting to make sure she was fine, and asking if she had scared her. Well there was an obvious answer: of course she had been startled, and she was fine too. No broken bones, maybe a bruise on her shoulder from the impact, but otherwise completely fine. Sighing softly, the young princess stared up at Anastasia with denim blue eyes that shimmered in the dark light of the setting sun. Her dark, fluffy tail curled around her small paws, and her head was held high, just like an alphas' would be. She sat like that for a few moments, before opening her little jaws and speaking in a tone that clearly stated her question hadn't needed to have been asked. "A littleh bit, but I'm fineh."

When Anastasia apologized, a smile came upon the young princesses face. She forgave her for that, but only because of the apology. But as soon as she asked what Adsila had been doing in the bushes, a look of suspicion came upon her face, along with the slight pulling back of her ears that her instics made her do. Why was she asking? But there was an answer for that. She was either curious, was looking for her, or both. Looing down at her paws, the young princess pawed at the ground, not sure what to say. Should she lie and say that she was looking for her, or tell the truth and admit that she had been breaking the rules? Lieing was the easy escape route, but it could lead to complications later on. And although telling the truth was much simpler, she didn't want to be seen as a troublemaker. really, all she had wanted to do was have some fun.

Torn, the young princess looked up at Anastasia, unsure of what to say. And even though she wasn't her mother, she had the motherly feel to her. But even so, the thought of treating Anastasia as her mother was repelling, only Ma was to be thought of like that, and ever since she had abandoned her and Karp, the young princess had hated her. She would never be their mother again, and Anastasia could never fill the abyss in her heart that had formed when Ma had abandoned them. It was just something that she would have to live with for the rest of her life.

Sighing softly, Adsila decided to tell the truth. Whatever happened, she deserved it. Looking back up at Anastasia with a defeated look on her face, her head lowered slightly and the shimmering in her eyes dulled so that they were just plainly blue. For a few seconds she sat there, before opening her little jaws to speak in a soft voice. "I....I snuck owt to playeh b'cos I was borded....And thereh was n'thing to do."

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I don't judge people; it blurs out the center

Adsila Slayer

of my attention, my focus, myself

The young princesses act of being displeased didn’t last long as Anastasia lowered her head with a mischievous smile on her face, asking what she wanted to do so that she wasn’t bored. A grin formed on her face and she giggled softly, staring up at her step-mother with wide, denim blue eyes. What did she want to do? Well, Adsila wanted Karp to feel better so that they could play games like hide ‘n seek or catch the mouse. But the young princess doubted that Anastasia would want to play those games as adults just didn’t see the fun in them. Plus, playing hide ‘n seek with them was unfair because they could see, hear and smell much better than her or Karp, so those two options were crossed out. That left just one more….

Lifting up a foreleg, Adsila batted at Anastasia’s muzzle with her small paw. She was much smaller than her, and she wanted to see what it looked like to be bigger than an adult. But that was impossible unless if the young princess stood on something that was taller than her step-mother. Giggling again, Adsila put all four paws back on solid ground and looked at Anastasia. ”I wish that Karp was feelin bettah so that we could play games toogether, but heese no fun when he coufs all the time.”

Her speech was improving, but it still had a while to go before it was perfect. ”Can weh hunt somefing Ana? Please?” Whenever the other members of Pitch Pine Trail brought in fresh meat Adsila also wondered what it was like to hunt something. Other than birds, mice and voles of course. The young princess wanted to hunt something bigger, like deer. But she was too young. Maybe they could hunt something else, though.

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I don't judge people; it blurs out the center

Adsila Slayer

of my attention, my focus, myself

A smile graced her features as Ana spoke her wishes of Karp getting better. The young princess knew that she cared for her and Karp, but the fact that she wasn’t her real mother made it hard for her to accept Ana as anything but a friend. Only Rose could be a mother figure in her eyes, but when she disappeared, a void took place in her heart of where a mother should be. She felt hatred for her birth mother, for abandoning her and Karp, and yet, she also wanted her to return. To come back to her family.

When the hunt for a rabbit was spoken Adsila’s tail swayed back and forth furiously as she jumped to her paws. “Reahlly? Can we?” Grinning, the young princess thought of how they would catch it. Should she track it or should Anastasia? Who would pounce on it? Would they herd it between them before each attempting to grab it? So many questions swam around her mind in circles.

Staring at Anastasia; nose twitching and tail flicking, Adsila smiled. “We shood goh into the for’st to hunteh a rabbit!” Giggling, the young princess sprinted off into the trees, only checking behind her shoulder once she reached the tree line to make sure that Anastasia was still following. Lifting her muzzle up into the air, Adsila tried to catch the scent of a rabbit, but there was either no rabbits around, or her sense of smell was just very bad. Looking at Anastasia with wide, denim blue eyes, the young princess wondered if she had caught scent of a rabbit.

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