Dawnlark Plains It's not what happens to you, but how you respond to it that matters.

It called Aviana's nerves to be groomed, so although she didn't know the female well, she accepted her licks, nodding that it sounded scary. Mourning the loss of her brother would cause a great deal of stress, and with Aviana hoping she was pregnant, it would not be good at all for the pups.

Thank you, she said, her voice trailing off when she realized something. What's your name? she asked softly. Aviana already had a good impression of the girl. She seemed compassionate, even towards someone she hadn't met before.