Lost Creek Hollow didn't expect you to whisper some truth through your hands

I think we’re related.

Juniper blinks once--twice. She takes away a flicker of recognition from behind the woman's green eyes and feels a rush of emotion well up from deep down in her stomach; both confusion and elation, and the barest chill of suspicion. How peculiar? Better yet, how? For a moment, Juniper's face reveals nothing but surprise as she struggles to work through this. But instead of remaining in stunned silence, she decides to navigate through this blind.

"I guess, um... well! My mom's name is Juliet, and my grandpa's name was? is Jazz. Do you know them?" As she speaks, she lowers her tilted head a few inches and extends her muzzle forward with a soft smile.