Swiftcurrent Creek des knaben wunderhorn

He's... Well... She started, ocher eyes wandering off to some far-off place only the bright spirit could reach. He's around, I guess. She supposed that was a satisfying answer to some. To her, it wouldn't have been, but she was quite a nosy creature. Shoving her nose into others' business was kind of what she was best at, but not with ill intent. She was usually just genuinely curious.

But we're not, ya'know... She added with a defeated shake of her head. Though she had hoped to fall in love, start a pack and then have puppies, it seemed the perfect life hadn't been planned out for her. Not that she hated her own cubs for that fact though, she loved the precious humps of her own flesh and bone more than anything in the world.