Lost Creek Hollow hollow

"Holy shit, no," Bhreac said, laughing again, her tail thumping against the ground as she took great pleasure out of her sister's squirming. "I'm way too invested in this conversation to even think about derailing it. Not to mention you're a hot mess at the moment. I don't want you introducing me while you're all..." Bhreac flung her nose from side to side in a motion meant to indicate 'crazy. Super crazy. Like, very, very crazy.'

She wanted to join the pack, and she of course was going to cite Eshe as her recommendation, but it was something she sort of felt the need to do on her own. Now that there were only two of them, she felt the urge to never let Eshe out of her sight again, and at the same time felt the urge to overcorrect for what could become some pretty toxic codependency. Besides, if they were going to be on their own, at least so far as their family was concerned, they needed life skills. Bhreac had never joined a pack before — well, other than the one that had overtaken theirs, but it had been less of a joining ritual and more of a rolling over onto her back and explaining her value convincingly enough to be permitted to stay.

"You're super embarrassing right now, Eshe," Bhreac said, "no way I'm tying my first impression to that. I'll handle it later. Tell me more about the someone whose attention you're trying to get."