Swift River Pup delivery

If she hadn't been the pup she was, her older brother's words would have caused her to physically flinch. But she was Borlla. When faced with an issue, she hardened herself and got angry. The hardened shell was beginning to chip away though, a watery mixture of sadness and overwhelming frustration leaking through the cracks, causing her eyes to water. She was out of excuses, but she'd heard the same story over and over again, with varying amounts of anger and force pushed into them. Indru's probably topped them all.

Somewhere seeping floated a boat, carrying the small bit of logical sense the girl had. Indru just cared about her. That's why he got so mad when she ran off. He worried. If she died, what would happen? Well, she was little. She couldn't impact that much, could she? The boat simply floated on, untouched, intact, leaving Borlla in still agitated silence. She wanted to go fishing again, right now! Her paw nearly stamped on the ground, but instead, she rose and twisted away from Indru, without a word to say. Her actions probably said enough, if he wasn't able to feel the seething heat radiating from her.

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The black wolf departed and Indru gave him a nod, a quick dip of his nose and then his attention was off Weldering even as he muttered bye. Thanks again. A sharp sigh exhaled from him, expressing his anger and annoyance at Borlla or in a puff of air. She had remained silent this time — most certainly a first — and he began to wonder if his harsher than normal lesson had begun to sink in and, gasp, take impact. His youngest sister seemed distracted by her own thoughts and Indru wondered if she even noticed Weldering's departure but he was pleased that she was thinking for once instead of brushing everything aside.

Indru's looming optimism was soon shattered when he saw her huff and stomp away from him, her posture practically screaming indignation at the telling off she received for apparently acting angelic. With a low growl Indru prowled after her, herding her towards the pack dens (again something becoming somewhat a habit with Borlla), and catching up to her without effort. Your not too old for me to pick you up by the scruff you know. Indru threatened, using his best Ruiko voice to show his displeasure at the pup's unacceptable behaviour. Using a (in his eyes) more dignified prowl Indru stalked past Borlla, snorting angrily and giving her a look that dared to her stray from the path he now made through the Grove back home.