Phoenix Maplewood In Need Of Guidance

Grace, despite her burdens, couldnt help the grin that spread across her face. She bowed her head respectfully to the older female, tail wagging behind her. Her troubles could wait for now, favoring the good mood shared between them more than the troubles she wished to talk about.
           "But of course! I would not call for your audience without bringing you a little something."
She picked up the beaver, stepping forwards and placing it gently at her paws before laying down a few more inches away. She lied in her awkward way, settled like a normal wolf but with her hind legs splaying out to the side. It might look uncomfortable, but the relief in her golden eyes is obvious when she shifts into such a position.
                     "How are you today Shreya? I hope I didn't bother you."
Her tone is friendly, open, something many wolves would not ever hear from her. She had instantly felt a strong like towards the blunt silver female, she had an air about her that made Grace trust and respect her more than most others she's met.