Sleeping Dragon kicked my heart to baltimore

Her mother's timing was impeccable. Wildfire was staring disconsolately at her paws when Fox's voice rose into the gloomy October air, taking her pleasantly by surprise. The Bandrona immediately leaped to her feet, howling, "I'll be right there!" She then zipped toward the borders, grinning broadly when she caught sight of Fox's petite form and two other, leggier wolves beside her. Gannet, she identified easily enough, though she couldn't decide if the other was Whip or Jackrabbit, at least until she got a little closer. She was pretty sure it was the former.

"I'm so glad you're here!" she said to all three of them, sweeping them with her warm amber gaze. "Welcome to Sleeping Dragon. How was your trip?" Wildfire asked, realizing that she was behaving a lot more like an ambassador than a daughter and sister. She chuckled at herself, then moved forward to lick, nip and nuzzle each of her loved ones in turn.