Sunbeam Lair tell me your favorite song

Menta felt her curiosity grow when the smaller cream gave multiple names but no other answer. Which do you prefer? she asked politely, cocking her head a bit to the left. Menta had nicknames from home, of course, but all of them were embarassing holdovers from childhood - nothing that her pride would allow her to open up to strangers about. A swish of her tail and she swiftly sat down in front of her, prepared to ask other questions that perhaps the female in front of her would feel more comfortable answering.

Are you enjoying the sunshine? Menta tamed her inquisition far, far back from all that she truly wanted to ask in hopes that this idle chit-chat about the weather would help the two get more relaxed together. While the Italian wolf wasn't really the best of small talk, she had seen it work its magic before - and the weather was as beautiful as it had been since her arrival, sun out and highlighting the yellow undertones in their coats.