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I have decided to give this beautiful RPW the name of Weasel. Why? Well, I imagine her personality to be clever and sly, like a weasel. But she would still have that side where she can be easily scared, if you scare her in the wrong way. I also imagine her to always be out of reach, unless you befriended her and got through her protective shell.
Sly, Clever, Protective, Skittish, Flirty, Artistic, Stubborn and Short-tempered.
All was silent in the forest, apart from the chirping of the birds singing their morning song, and the gentle roar of the river nearby. Then, the sound of excited barking filled the calm, peaceful air, and a small pup ran towards the river before skidding to a stop beside it, her orange eyes bright as she waited for her parents to arrive. "Come on mum and dad! Hurry up!" She yapped, wagging her curled tail excitedly, some of the orange paint on it scattering here and there, and a grey-scaled female RPW came into view first, and she bent her head down and nuzzled her pup once she reached her. "Calm down darling, we don't want to scare everything away." She said softly, her blue eyes glinting before her mate came into view.
"Yes, Weasel. Don't try and scare everything away, that wouldn't be good, now would it?" Weasel's father barked, and Weasel grinned. "But dad, its no fun if we don't have fun! It'll be boring!" The pup protested, and before either of her parents could argue, she spotted something nearby, and she blinked her eyes. "Whats that?" She asked her parents, and they looked at what she was staring at. The young pup had never seen a weasel before, so she had no idea what it was.
"That is a weasel, what you are named after. They are sly, clever creatures, like you are, my sweet pup." Weasel's mother barked softly, and the three RPW's watched as the weasel looked at them before swiftly bounding away. Weasel watched after the creature, a smile on her muzzle.
I vow that one day, I will be as graceful and as fast as a weasel. For I am named in their honour.
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