Redtail Rise Life in a bubble I blew

She continued to catalog the details of her surroundings, including a mindless, "Canis lupus irremotus." Dragyn stopped short, squinting at the lanky black wolf that had materialized in her path. "No," she evidently disagreed with her initial assessment, head shaking, "canis lupus occidentalis." Her mismatched eyes then blinked hard as her autopilot setting disengaged and she realized she was staring at a real, live wolf. And, unfortunately, it wasn't her sister.

"Hola," Dragyn said, slinking closer, her mannerisms reminiscent of a curious owl as she poked her nose in his direction, sniffing here, snuffing there. "Good day, ugly wolf," Dragyn greeted tonelessly. "I am Drag." Without preamble, she folded her bony frame into a seated position perhaps three feet from him and stared unblinkingly at his homely face, head canted ever so slightly to the left.