The Heartwood Well, nobody's perfect

It appeared that Dhole wasn't too above playing with the leaves herself. As June's leaf crumbled into ashes, Wildfire had also discovered the property allowed her to change her fur colour. She exclaimed that she now looked like her father and June rolled in the ash too, turning her white fur a murky grey. "June like Dhole!" she said with a laugh before bounding forward a step, playfully.

She was enjoying her time here, she had forgot to be scared and afraid of the unknown and the desire to play was beginning to take over. She wanted to run over the Dhole, pounce on her and roll in the ash playfully but she wasn't entirely sure that it would be reciprocated. Instead she bounced playfully on the spot, side to side, waiting to see if Dhole would respond in kind.

As for Charon, June didn't bother extending the play invitation. After all, he wasn't one of the ashen buddies.