Firefly Glen sur-prize!

Seeing how the wolf-fox asked about her damaged nose, the burly female tied her tongue up in her mouth. No way was she going to tell about Silver, no way no how. However, the orange ball of fluff skipped over it like a stone in a river. He at least praised her and himself for asking her to put more effort into her nose.

When he spoke about the bone's weak scent, she at least felt more comfortable with it. He wasn't going to pick on her like she had feared he would. Although, he never did it in the beginning, so why would he now? She shook her head at the thoughts and focused back onto the orange wolf-fox. He spoke about a strong scent to compare to the bone. At first he looked puzzled, almost as if he had nothing to say for a moment. 

It then clicked and he spoke about a animal named a skunk. Krypton flattened her ears at the mention of a skunk. Small, ferocious creatures who had no dignity for themselves or the life around them. Always stole food from those who worked and left a horrid stench wafting through the air. She lashed her tail the tiniest bit at the mention of the skunk. "Skunks do have a bad smell, many roamed around my homeland before I left." She said to the orange hybrid.