At nearly eight weeks old, the young Tainn girl was more active than ever. She hardly ever stayed in the den anymore - at least not during the daytime - and she loved exploring for as long as her little legs would hold out... or, at least, as long as her mother and packmates would allow. It seemed her legs always had more "up-and-go" than her family wished for her.
Yes, the little pup did believe all of them to be family. There was mother, of course, and her brother Matheo. But apart from that, there was Lachesis, and Mace, and Ayti, and Inna, and Lekalta.... so many wolves that she loved to see and spend time with. But it became quite obvious to the girl that one, vital family member was missing - though she would have never noticed the difference, had she not seen Lavender and Liliana with their own.
A father.
Lachesis was their dad, and Lilya was their mom. But Ris and Theo... they only had a mom. She wasn't aware if Oksana had a dad, or not, but that wasn't relevant at the moment. All Risaela knew was that she and her brother did not have a dad, and she wanted one. She didn't know how one even acquired a dad - did they just pick you? Did they fall from the sky? Did your mom pick one? She just didn't know, and she wanted to.
There was one way to test one of her theories. The child peeped around at the lush, estival greenery around her, and lifted her head to call out for a father, but her voice was hoarse and disused, and she couldn't enunciate it clearly. It came out as a warbled, thin, "'Addy?"