Horizon Ridge Black honey

She couldn't have said what was worse: the disappointment or the embarrassment over running up to and shouting at a total stranger. Spur quivered against her companion's shoulder, face still hidden, swallowing back an urge to wail. She gulped in a few deep, steadying breaths and eventually withdrew. She could not bring herself to look in the direction of the brown wolf. Instead, her huge blue eyes hoisted to her acquaintance's friend's face. It grounded her.

"Wasn't daddy," she murmured unnecessarily, eyes closing halfway as a small sigh bloomed in her chest, nudged up her throat and escaped from her mouth. And though it was a non sequitur, she finally found the gumption to ask (albeit quite nervously), "What'syourname?"