Sleepy Fox Hollow I don't pretend to know

When the wolf sat, Quip did the opposite: she rose slowly onto all fours, toes digging into the branch to steady herself. She hesitated again, reassessing the situation, then answered, "I'm called Q." There was no particular reason to keep her given name a secret; it just made her feel the slightest bit safer if she kept some things close to the vest. "What's yours?" she added with a small tilt of her head. She still didn't resume her seat or relax, though there was an openness to her face as she peered down at the larger canine.