Porcupine Ridge rose madder

The girl’s interpretation of her name amused her – but her discomfort was apparent by the way the pale girl’s ears slid to her skull. “Nah, I’ll answer to that,” she assured with a lofty smile, and tipping her muzzle in a direction along one of the paths traveled upon the Ridge. “Walk with me?”
 
She didn’t wait for an answer – Vuk could choose not to, but she was curious to what her reaction would actually be. Canting her muzzle slightly, she watched to see if her companion would go with her, her eyebrows arching upward with encouragement.