She is a hybrid
A wolf of high breed
For her to rule this terrain
It is vital that she is trained
-PenaciousShewa
“Kayola! Stop that or you will injure yourself!” Wanda warns her feisty twelve-year-old. The cute young girl is trying to get to the ceiling by climbing the wall of the room. Wanda wonders why she is so active.
“Mummy, I want to go up, please,” Kayola pleads. Wanda nods her head in the negative, not knowing what else to say.
“How are my favorite girls in the world doing today?” Milos asks, coming into the room. He has been away for the past two hours for his routine exercise and early morning patrol. He has just gotten back.
“Well, from what you can see, Kayola is fine, but I am not” Wanda complains and Milos laughs out loud, then he goes to sit beside her.
“What’s the problem, baby?” He asks, hugging her with one strong arm.
“Dad, I want to play up there,” she points at the ceiling.