Dragoncrest Cliffs inside the lines

her ears perk, eyes squinting. "it's not a group of ladies, now is it?" she asks him, tail flicking, "i warned someone not to settle too close, she said she was part of a group of women." she remembers-- not fondly-- an encounter she had with a woman named chip, and how she'd been so rude about her plants. regardless, around january she'd met a woman who said she was part of a pack that was going to settle near the ocean. not waiting for an answer, she sputtered on. "they were named something strange-- something like tangerine's... no that's not right."  her eyebrows furrowed, and she stared at the ground with a blatantly obvious thinking face before shaking her head. she didn't know, it wasn't important she remembered every detail. she then looked to arlo expectantly.