Stone Circle Meal preppin'

Belle was quick to the call, though it hadn't registered who exactly made it. Once her paws made their last few steps against the cold ground, she looked Valette over to try and pick out what exactly she wanted. It wasn't that she disliked the woman, but she was an obstacle that Belle would have to see past in whatever way possible. That being said, she still held respect for her superior (regardless of whether or not she liked thinking of her that way). 
Valette, she greeted, her voice firm and confident. Her tail swished behind her though her ears remained just low enough to accommodate basic courtesy. You called? Hopefully it was something that could be solved quickly or had the potential to make up for the nap she'd been working on back at her den.