The dark female laid out on top of the boulder that hid the den where her parents Myrle and Chagrin as well as her three siblings lived. The sun was on it way towards what the two-leggers called noon, but she wasn't aware of that, as far as she was concerned it was called 'sun high'. She yawned and chewed at a small itch on the bottom of her foot. This was her father's favorite spot and it smelled of him, she liked it up here.
She had hoped to get some time away from her siblings, she never was able to get a peaceful moment unless she was lucky enough to be awake when they were asleep. She believed this may be one of those times, and she relaxed, feeling the sun warm her fur. Aranel stared at the purple ring around her right paw, the solid band decorated with spots of the same purple. It reminded her of the scars around her fathers forepaws, he was sensitive about them, and she knew it, they all did and had learned quickly not to bit at his paws.
Aranel let out a large huff and got up, she couldn't sit still, now when she had the freedom to do as she pleased. Her blue eyes searched the field surrounding the den, off in the distance was the tree line of the wood. That was is, she'd sneak off to the trees! She'd never gone that far from the den, even with her parents, she wanted to see what was really there, the sights and sounds, she had heard tell about. Her little tail wriggled and she fumbled to get down off the boulder and set out for the lush green of the wood.
