The Heartwood terror in the night

Luke returned her polite gesture by dipping his muzzle to her in turn. "Harlyn," he repeated with a gentle smile. "Such a pretty name. Mine's Luke," he shared back, his tail wagging noticeably behind him. when she commented that waking folks up was a hobby of hers, Luke grinned. "I can see that would be an interesting passtime," he replied. "Never knowing what you're getting into when you go to wake someone new." He chuckled warmly, his eyes looking upward briefly as he contemplated this form of entertainment. Although she meant it as a joke, and he joked in return, he may have to give this a try sometime.

"Well, Harlyn, I haven't been around here long, but maybe I can help." Luke offered as he looked expectantly at her. "What does your friend look like?"