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Unlike her daughter, Chusi didn't mind the poking all that much. After a few however, she slowly pulled her muzzle away as to create a sort of circle between the three varying faces so they could all interact.

She watched her own little spunk investigate the other tiny intruder, making sure the two would not get into a fight or anything. Eilonwy was far too young to battle for any kind of dominance; her place was neatly tucked between the gentle folds of Chusi's milk-bringing belly, protected from the world until she would become just as strong as her momma. Her ears flicked to the more talkative pup then as it parroted her.

Tay... Tayosh? Talosh? She questioned gently. Chusi's unexplained yet fun accent already had some troubles with certain names, but having to get the sounds from an undeveloped puppy mouth was even harder to decipher. Whut 'bout Tay, eh? She joked a bit, then turned to her blob of black fur.

This is Ei-lon-wy. I'm Chu-si. She articulated perhaps a little too much, much like a robot or the wolf equivalent of one.