This is the first post for a story I'm doing at the moment. This contains no yiff but will have some violence and tense themes.

 

Helynn the pup

 

      "Warmies. It's all warmies." Helynn giggled.

           A big pot pie was sitting on the window sill a moment before. She decided it was her's and like most little wolves her age she took what was her's. She sat down and stuffed her face happily. The 2 year old wolf pup had the pie gone within seconds it seemed. Her mother was working behind her on the dishes and didn't realize her pup was getting into trouble again. She turned to her with a smile when she heard Helynn talk.

"What's all warmies, honey?"

          Then she saw the pot pie pan on the ground and the pup happily eating.

"Oh you silly little fur. Come here."

       &n...