Evalynn hadn't heard her mothers command to stay close to home, so instead she decided to follow the beautiful she-wolf. Her tail swayed with a wag as she stayed a good distance behind her mother. Her paws touched the ground lightly, shifting ever so slightly so she may not make a sound and alert her mother that she was behind her. She breathed in the strong air, it was fresh and she felt bitter towards the weather for being so nice. Her honey brown eyes scanned the area as her mother slowed down and scented the area. To avoid detection, she moved into the tall grass and crouched, slowly pushing herself forward so she may see what her mother was searching for. She moved the wrong way and a small hare went bounding towards her mother and then charged the opposite way. "Oops..." She mumbled quietly and then decided her cover was blown, so she slowly crept from the tall grass and bounded over to her mother with her tail tucked between her legs in respect. "Hullo mother! What ya doing?" She wagged her tail and looked up with a quirky smile upon her maw. She shifted so she may be quiet, smelling something rather odd in the direction that her mother was posed. Her ears rolled forward and she could only think about what her mother was seeing or hearing, as she heard nothing of interest. She moved around her mother to the other side to see if that would help, but it was of no use and so she gave up. She reached up and tried to grab the she-wolf by the ear to initiate play. Her quirky smile was still upon her face but slowly faded away as she thought about her siblings. She only trusted a few of them, mainly she was 'mothers pet' in the term that she adored her one-eyed mother. She shrugged slowly and shifted from paw to paw, still trying to gain all of her mother's attention. Her thoughts went to Ulisse and her other brother for a moment, the ones she completely trusted. She despised her other siblings. She liked to be adventurous and explore new lands. She slowly looked behind them, as if she were being followed... her paranoia slowly kicking in from standing still. Her ears flicked irritatingly and slowly a growl rumbled in her chest as she thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye.

Evalynn watched her mother with curious honey brown eyes. She listened to her mother speak and let a slow shrug show that she wasn't sure. "Oh mother! I didn't hear you say for me to stay home, I just thought you meant the others!" She giggled innocently, lying. She hadn't heard her mother at all, but she thought a little innocence could help weasel her way out of trouble. She blinked, making her face seem so sweet. She wagged her tail as her mother leaped over her and ran into a clump of bushes. She watched curiously as her mother caught the rabbit, but didn't kill it. She had been about to question it when she decided to just listen and wait. Her ears roved forward and she tilted her head in the direction of the one eyed fae. She wagged her tail as her mother explained what exactly she would be doing. She squirmed with excitement. Her body shifted closer to the ground like she had seen her mother do, and then she charged after the rabbit that bounced away with decent speed for being injured. Her paws shifted the wrong way across the dirt, making her stumble as she tried to leap through the air and land on the little beast. She missed. She opened her jaw and snapped at the little thing in hopes of catching some part of it as she slid across the dirt. The little rabbit seemed to taunt her and just hop away. She pouted and looked to her mother, her eyes sparkled with sadness. She hadn't been able to catch it and now it was hopping away. She squirmed to her paws and bounced after it, snapping her jaws at it once more before finally giving up and stopping. She twisted her head to look at her mother before looking at the ground as if she were ashamed of herself. She shook her shoulders and slowly peered around them, the voices in her mind bugged her. Fail! Fail! Fail! Mommy's little girl is such a failure! Can't you do better? Or are you just a little weakling!? She grumbled to herself and mentally shook the thoughts from her mind. The voice annoyed her, but it was right. She was a failure and now she felt more ashamed since her mother was so graceful and she was not.

Evalynn shivered slightly from excitement. She wasn't in trouble, but her mother wanted her to catch the rabbit. She listened to the advice the one eyed she-wolf gave her. She wiggled her but, wagging her tail and bounding over to her mother. "But mother..." She complained. Her eyes blinked slowly, and she sighed, moving towards the rabbit very slow like. She inched around behind it, her body lowering to the ground and her legs stretching before her. She breathed calmly, her ears roving forward as she moved. She waited until she was a few feet away and the lunged forward, her paws scraping against the ground. Her jaw opened as she dodged around to the side it darted. She clasped the small beast in her maw and tightened her grip. She placed a paw upon it's back and pulled until she heard a snap. She wagged her tail and lifted the small beast to bring it back to her mother. She bounded over quickly and dropped the messy kill before her mother with great pride. "Mother look! I did it!" She beamed with joy and smiled warmly. She looked up at her mother, seeking for approval of any kind. She looked down at the smaller being, her eyes searching the limp corpse. "Did I do alright Mother?" She tilted her head, ears roving forward to listen to what the she-wolf would say. Sure her skills would need some work, but she was doing pretty well for her first hunt. She liked hunting, but she wanted to learn about sparring and herbs. She wanted to be able to fight well enough to protect her mother and siblings.

Evalynn breathed with excitement, as her mother rambled on about pride. But why not toy with your prey? Suck it's life for our joy... She thought silently to herself, nodding to her mother to make sure her mother thought she understood. She wagged her tail and tilted her head towards her mother as she spoke again. Her ears perked forward and her face was full of excitement. Her tail swished back and forth, honey brown eyes watching her mother explain exactly what she was supposed to do. She instantly bounded quietly over to the brush, crouching down and waiting for her mother to tell her when. Her body shook with excitement, she didn't even hear her mother until the Quail was fluttering upwards. She heard her mother cry out something, but the ringing in her ears made it so she couldn't hear. She leaped upwards, jaws open and snapping. Catching the wing of the bird. She dragged her entire body down with great force, placing a paw on it and then snapping it's neck a bit too harshly. She grasped the kill in her jaws, holding it proudly in the air for her mother to see. She walked back to the rabbit and lay it upon the ground. Honey brown eyes shifted to see her mother. "Did I do well, mother?" She awaited for the approval, the praise. But she secretly only wanted her mother to be proud. She was learning to trust, learning to hunt and do as she was told. She waited patiently for an answer, and before her mother could give her another task, she would ask. "Mother, I want to ask a question..." She paused slowly, her honey brown eyes staring up at the she-wolf she so dearly loved. Paranoia ached in the back of her mind, but she held still as she asked. "If, you had us, then how come we have no father?" She blurted it out honestly, afraid to hold the question back any longer. She was scared her mother would punish her, as she figured that she was the only one to not know about why they didn't have a father.

Evalynn looked upon her mother with an innocent, and confused, look upon her face. The thought of her father not caring only made her hate him. She growled slightly, her hackles raising as thoughts of anger swarmed in her mind. She calmed down shortly after her mother stopped speaking, her honey brown eyes peering up at her mother. She let her hackles drop, her growling stop, but she was clearly upset that her 'father' had done this to them. "Well, I don't like him. But, are you glad you had us, mother?" She asked, her voice quivering at the thought of her mother regretting having the young pups, especially her. "Not to be a bother, mother... but I have a few more questions, as I am curious." She flashed an innocent smile, picking up the bird and trotting closer to her mother. She set the bird down and nuzzled her mother, licking her chin in a submissive manner. "What makes puppies? How do you do it? Do you just fall in love and it happens? Also, what exactly is a 'pack', I heard there are 'packs' around here, are they scary? Do the wolves there really hate us?" She babbled on and on, finally having time to ask all the questions she had been planning on asking her mother. Curious and yet innocent. She wanted to learn everything she could, not wanting to spare a single moment for anyone else. She flicked her ears backwards, trying to listen for anything that dare interrupt them. She flicked her tail and stood close to her mother, peering up with a determined look upon her face. She wanted to know what love was, what it was like to fall in love. She wanted to know how pups were made, what made them different then the other wolves? She liked being a Rogue, it was more freedom then what her siblings had described packs to be in order to startle her. She hadn't met any other Rogues, but she was sure they enjoyed their freedom.