Big Salmon Lake That depends, who's asking?

She raised her brow again, glancing at Birk curiously. She watched as the man crouched down, tail wagging excitedly. What was he doing? He soon explained. While Faeryn was not one to play, especially with total strangers, she was bored. And why not? Just this once, that was.

"Is that so?" She tilted her head, a sly, playful grin appearing on her muzzle. "I don't think you'll be able to get either, I'm afraid," She allowed her own tail to wag, and soon she was had lifted herself up just a little so that she was also crouching. "But you're welcome to try."